Greetings fellow adventurer! This is Kearth, and this is my Korner…er…Corner. Actually, I like Korner. Rol mentioned “Rol’s Ritings,” but that doesn’t make any sense at all. Plus, I got here first. More plus, I’m a better riter…er…writer.
This area is all about what I want to say—just me. And sometimes what other people want to talk about. But mostly what I want to say. Unless I invite them to say something, and then I am still in control, because this is my Korner, and that’s the write (ha!) thing to do.
I have so much great information to share that it would take a whole pile of websites to hold it all. That makes sense, doesn’t it? Of course it does. Anyway, enjoy…
I wore a mask today. I wanted to sneak up on villagers and then yell, “Ahayoohoooey!” and scare them. At least surprise them, maybe befuddle them, possibly flummox them…you know. Anyway, here’s what happened: I wanted a good disguise, so I found a small-but-slightly-larger-than-head-size barrel. It was open on one end so I tipped it upside down and put it on my head so it rested on my shoulders. I couldn’t see. So then I cut out little eye holes so I could see out—which is not very easy to do with the primitive tools I had at my disposal, I...read more
I found out recently that different people have different names for different things, or even the same things. I find that interesting and not altogether surprising, but still surprising just the same. And interesting. And curious. Interestingly enough, I decided to look into the matter. Call me Kearth the Curious…er, Kurious. Uncoverer of interesting and surprising and curious things. Let me start with a story. I like to uncover interesting and surprising and curious things. The end. So what is that story all about? It means that there are...read more
As I reflect on the celebration of today, and society’s long-standing, storied history of playing tricks on The Fool—whoever that may be in any particular case, or even anyone and everyone that one may meet, all day long—I greet this day with all of the seriousness and respect due to a one-day period of time in which subterfuge and chicanery of the highest sort are accepted and even applauded. Practical jokes have been played throughout the ages—from kings and queens to knights and rooks and pawns (I just made that up…I really don’t know if...read more
I was thinking the other day about a couple of words that confuse me—ant and giant. See? They just confused you, too, didn’t they? How can they be so different and yet so similar? And which came first? Did someone name an ant “ant,” and then see something much bigger and since they were on a roll with naming they called the bigger thing a “giant”? Do you know what I mean? Does it make any sense to you? Do you wonder why I ask so many questions? I mean, can you just take the two letters “g” and “i” and put them together in front of a...read more
Did you ever realize how some words are so similar in so many mysterious and wonderful ways? I came up with a joke the other day and sometimes I crack myself up, and sometimes I don’t, but in this case I did, and here’s how it went… I was talking with someone in the village square in front of some stores and for some odd reason, which happens fairly frequently actually, they said, “You don’t make any sense.” I thought for a moment and looked around and—here’s the funny part in case you aren’t paying attention—I said, “You’re right…the odor...read more
I realized the other day that I’m really good at impersonations—you know, pretending like you are someone else and doing what they do or say or wear or even how they sneeze. Your face kind of looks like their face. When I do that, someone looks at me and thinks I’m someone else, and they are quite amazed and think I’m oh so clever and funny. The problem I have—a conundrum, even—is that I just don’t know who I’m impersonating. It’s like an impersonation in search of a person. A face waiting to be recognized. Does that make sense? It doesn’t...read more
I have a conundrum. My pet cat’s name is Conundrum. If the name seems funny, it is because it is…and isn’t. I like the name, and the word actually officially means something like a question or problem that is difficult or confusing, or both, or all of those at the same time. So it’s not really funny. It’s just my cat. The thing is, it’s not really my cat. And that’s a conundrum all by itself. It’s just a cat and I’m not sure it—actually, he—belongs to anyone, but he stops by for a visit now and then to ask for a little food, and some petting,...read more
I’m just kidding. You need clean clothes. So just clean your clothes, stop complaining so much and trying to read posts to find a way out of doing what you should, and don’t avoid things that are good for you. Which is what this is about. I wanted to get your attention with the enticing title and know that I did because you are reading this. It’s called mind control, but that is a story for another day. Today I want to talk about not avoiding things that are good for you. Why? Because it has been a hobby of mine to avoid things that are good...read more
I looked up at the sky last night. Wow. I couldn’t believe it. It was so clear, yet so dark, yet so bright with stars. I couldn’t believe it was all of those things at once, but it was. I was there. I can prove it. Well, I can’t actually prove it. How could I? I was just me and the stars, and the stars don’t usually talk…much. But I was there. And I saw the stars. I saw them like I was seeing them for the first time. Except that I wasn’t, because I remember having conversations with some of them last week. And then I saw a strange creature...read more