It's All Greek To Me

     Yesterday me and my super-awesome-spectacularific besties Lorm (not her real name) and Fabrizio (not even close to her real name, also she has an awesome blog called You're A Tulle) went thrift store hopping.  We went to Housing Works, Angel Street Thrift  Shop and Pippin (technically a vintage jewelry store).  While my friends got clothing like sweaters and jeans, I decided to buy a book on how to learn ancient Greek.  Well I should explain.  Ever since I was little I have been in love with Greek mythology.  My mom used to read me stories from our copy of d'Aulaires' Book Of Greek Myths all the time when I was little.

d'Aulaires' Book Of Greek Myths

Seeing a book on ancient Greek for three bucks brought back all those lovely bonding memories of learning to read with my mom and I thought "What the hell" or rather "What the realm of Hades" (yeah I know, that was a horrible joke, but I couldn't resist).  So far, the writing is pretty easy, but I have no idea how my pronunciation is.  My dad has been making fun of me because my choice of dead languages is not in fact Latin, which is helpful on the SATs and if you want to be a doctor or a lawyer, but instead Greek.  But part of the appeal is that fewer people know it.  Bragging rights really don't go with Latin, but I think it will be really fun to tell people that I speak Ancient Greek.  WHAT NOW!  I just hope that Athena doesn't decide to turn me into a spider for boasting (that makes sense to all of you avid mythology fans, but if you don't get it click this link for more on the myth of Arachne).  Well thats all I've got.  I think two bad puns make a successful day.  Lets see if any of you can come up with bad mythology jokes.  If you have any put them in the comments section.