Palfrey's life

I've been having one of those weird couple of days, with everything connected to everything else and all that. This all started last night, while going downstairs for a drink while feeling pretty darn tired, and wandering through a whole bunch of cannabis smells due to a housemate smoking a bit downstairs earlier. Firstly we have the phrase "i like the pope. the pope smokes dope" (some random stoner t-shirt) running through my head, and then we also have me thinking about ducks, but in relation to the Pythonic-like language Boo, which has a thing where you can describe a variable as being like a duck.

Then, today, seeing ghostpaw's latest post, and her use of the phrase "fenrir's teeth" which I'm gonna have to remember (despite it's reference to a mythical creature, it's becoming part of my ongoing project to attempt to figure out how an atheist can have a wider range of swearing. Blasphemy isn't quite as useful when you don't believe), I decided to google a bit for some of the history, as I could only vaguely remember who/what Fenrir was meant to be. Somehow, along with bits of Norse myth, I wander towards Baen books (with their lovely free library) and the story The Cold Equations, which turns out to be very good.

Note to self: get out more.