In Honour of Burns Day: more than orthography edition
For all my friends (and I have some!) (really — ed?) who plan to celebrate tonight by eating the inner organs of beasts,* (or rather, one organ from one species) irrigated with the distilled essence of barley, this:
And if you really want to go to the grotesquerie end of the scale, consider this early work of that latter day poet, M. Python.
Science and politics are always with us, and shall be blogged anon. But on this glorious occasion, and a Monday, no less, perhaps a drift into the possibilities of the surreal inherent in Highlands, whiskey and an ever contentious history may ease our way into the week.
I’m thinking today should be the day I lash out for a bottle of Lagavulin. Wotcha think?
*Warning! Celtic convergence alert, to the undoubted annoyance of both parties.
Image: Robert Scott Duncanson, “Scottish Landscape,” 1871.
Tags: Burns Day, Good Whiskey, Monty Python, Scotland, Stray Monday Thoughts
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January 25, 2010 at 2:50 pm
The denouement to that story has not aged well. The Skyronian blancmanges should have been turning Scotsmen into Englishmen.
PS To your final question: Aye ‘n’ A’ll huv yin wi’ ye.
January 26, 2010 at 10:26 am
Kudos for the most precisely and obscurely on target response to this post.
I am in your debt.
January 25, 2010 at 11:28 pm
Oddly enough, this arrived in my inbox as we were celebrating Burns Night in Second Life, with friends on (I think) four continents and perhaps a dozen or more timezones. Ah the interwebs…
January 26, 2010 at 12:13 am
This article is very timely then, no? Finally, haggis is back!
January 26, 2010 at 10:27 am
I’m not sure whether to cheer, laugh or cry.
February 1, 2010 at 7:55 am
I make my own haggis. That way I know what’s in it.