Author Archives: Pat Greene

“He’s a Harvard undergraduate. It’s almost justifiable homocide.”

Today I came down with a migraine. I took the migraine meds, and then, because I am not working* (which provides distraction), I decided to watch my favorite Hitchcock film, Rope. Whenever I hear people talk about Hitchcock’s greatest, Rope … Continue reading

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Lady of the storms

I am currently reading Laurell K. Hamilton’s Merry Gentry series, which can best be described as…Fairy Porn. Maybe I’m exaggerating — maybe it’s just Fairy Erotica. At any rate, several of the tall, statuesque fairies with silken hair down to … Continue reading

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So, I’m back.

I have been back for a week now. My blood pressure has gone up several points since my return. It is easy to forget the trauma a country may be going through when you’re a tourist. Especially when you’re in … Continue reading

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Yesterday

I spent yesterday on a boat. I saw the frigate birds and Nazca boobies soar and wheel over Kicker Rock, and a blue-footed booby perch precariously on a nest halfway up its nearly sheer cliff-face. I saw the maelstrom churning … Continue reading

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If it was good enough for Darwin…

Notes from San Cristobal, Galapagos: San Cristobal was the first island Darwin landed on in the archipelago. That almost makes up for not being able to see more penguins, since the penguins live on other islands that are at least … Continue reading

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It’s rough out there, right now. Would a couple of penguin pictures help?

Although I have a bunch of pictures taken by the ship’s photographer (which I am having trouble loading), the Rocket Scientist took these. Or just maybe scenery? At any rate, hang in there. As the Doctor said in the second … Continue reading

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Wildness.

I can go home now. I saw penguins yesterday. Penguins swimming. Penguins waddling. Penguins doing what penguins do, all where penguins normally do things. And geese! and cormorants! and albatrosses! and petrels and terns! Even skuas, those mobsters of the … Continue reading

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