Bardic Resolution Progress

Weeeell... not bad. It's not at performance level, but it just needs a few days of good practice and I think it will be.

March, I'm going to bend a little. I think I'll memorize my translation of "Wulf and Eadwacer" and maybe add some lyre to it. However, I will also finish polishing "L'homme arme," document it at least a little, and write up some documentation for the January riddle, too - actually, more a general document for Anglo-Saxon performance that I can use and reuse and reuse... muah ha ha!

I'm in your noun, verbing your noun

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Well, wasn't THAT exciting

Sittin' in my living room, minding my own business.

Sounds of doors slamming, loud voices across the street, maybe an argument.

FLASH-BOOM! Did somebody yell, "Police!"?

I ponder that from my new position on the floor.

Moe calls 911, as we're worried that there's a shootout of some kind occurring across the street. He identifies himself as being at 10 Our Street.

10 Our Street? "We're serving a warrant at 7 Our Street," says the guy on the 911 line. "That was a flash-bang."

Ah. So... should we get up off the floor now?