how 'r ya

Thu, 02 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000

down here in the wilds of kerry, they call us how-r-yas.

Not just a greeting–an identity.

A friend asked me once: why do you people say "how are you?" when you don't want to know?

She was right, as usual.

I never did slow down long enough to take heed of the importance of such things to friends.

The scripts were to run for a long time yet.

When I finally had the same experience, I (as is habit) did the work in both directions, and switched to "hey" as both greeting and response.

the wyrdness

Wed, 25 Feb 2026 00:00:00 +0000

wyrd — from Proto-Germanic wurdiz, from werþaną (to become, to turn).

At the root: PIE *wert- — to turn, to wind, to weave.

The same root that gives us vortex, verse, worth, and wrist.

The Norns sit at the well of Urðr — Urðr (what was), Verðandi (what is becoming), Skuld (what shall be) — weaving fate as thread.

Not fate as destination. Fate as texture. The grain of the wood.