One of the more interesting and understated characters on HBO’s Game of Thrones is Roose Bolton, the Lord of the Dreadfort.
Lord of the Dreadfort? No need to be so formal. Addressing me as “Warden of the North” will be sufficient to keep your skin on your back. Mostly.
Usual spoiler warnings apply: One cannot talk about Roose Bolton without dropping massive spoilery details for the series.
This post will be about a rather minor character on Game of Thrones, Hizdahr zo Loraq. I won’t be holding back any details on his story arc, so if you’re not caught up (and are really invested in this character) I’ll be spoiling details about him (and other stuff as well, I guess.)
Okay, lets talk about Hizdahr.
This post will be talking about HBO’s Game of Thrones in general, and specifically about Queen Cersei Lannister. She had a pretty eventful season recently on the show, and if you’re not caught up on Game of Thrones, maybe you should stop reading and start watching episodes.
Yes. Do go away.
Cersei Lannister. The Girl On Fire. (Or rather, the queen who arranges the fire.)
Happy New Year, everyone!
Even though I mostly blog (endlessly) about Game of Thrones or movies, or post my (vaguely ridiculous) monthly MicroStory collections, the onset of a new year allows for some reflection on the previous one.
Sometime in 2016 (I forget exactly when) I was in a bad mood. I was frustrated about something, and rather than overtly acting out, I sketched a picture of me yelling on the back of some scrap paper that was probably being used for my daughter’s math homework. (This might be a clue in regards to what I was frustrated about.)
(Look, I make no pretensions towards being an artist.)
Happy Holidays! This post will be talking about HBO’s Game of Thrones, the nearly finished adaptation of George “I’ll finish this when I’m good and ready” RR Martin’s series A Song of Ice and Fire. I’ll be talking about details from the most recent season, so if you’re not caught up with the show as of this date, there’s always a danger of being spoiled.
Spoiled? Feh! Nothing would spoil our idyllic and pastoral lifestyle! Let’s have some fun with blood magic and human sacrifices!
The Winter Solstice is the inspiration for celebratory holidays, based on the observation that the long, dark evenings will start to shorten and daytime will grow longer and longer.
Part of the informal celebrations of the season involves folklore character Santa Claus up in the North Pole with an army of helpful toy-making elves laboring away on surprises for all the good little boys and girls who aren’t on his naughty list. (No one talks much about the invasive surveillance network that old, bearded Santa Claus must be using.)
This post will be another examination of themes or elements from Game of Thrones, HBO’s long-running adaptation of George RR Martin’s A Song of Ice and Fire. If you’re not caught up with the show, particularly if you don’t know who the White Walkers are, then this post might not be for you, should you one day want to enjoy the story unspoiled.
We’ve brought the ice. We’re all out of fire though. That’s cool.
Still here? Great!
This post will be talking about Ser Davos Seaworth, the excellent stalwart and stand-up guy from HBO’s Game of Thrones. Look, there are very few people in Game of Thrones that are as decent as this guy and still alive.
I’m glad to write about him. (Or am I? We’ll see.)
No need to butter me up, boy. I’m just an oldish bearded white guy. There are dozens and dozens of oldish bearded white guys on this show. One of us was bound to be decent.
Ser Davos the Onion Knight
Davos Seaworth is a noteworthy character in the Game of Thrones universe.
Yes, this post is coming on the US election day, but no, it’s not about the US elections. It’ll be political, but I’ll be talking about politics in Westeros, the continent of the Seven Kingdoms (often with a varying number of kings) in HBO’s excellent television series, Game of Thrones.
Time for the usual disclaimers: I’m not a political scholar, but if the current US election is any example, anyone can pretend to be a political expert. (Uh oh, I did say I wasn’t going to talk US politics… time to pivot hard…)
This post will be discussing Ed Harris’ character on HBO’s Westworld. If you’re not caught up with the show, this post will be spoiling details from the first five episodes. Fair warning.
Fair warning. That’s cute.
The Man With No Name
I mentioned in a previous post about Westworld, comparing it to LOST (like I am sure everyone has done) that before the season began, I’d assumed that Ed Harris would be stepping into the boots once filled by Yul Brynner. That Harris would be the analog for Brynner’s black-hatted robot gunslinger who would become the face of danger in the park, as the robotic denizens turned on the vacationing human guests.
I Can't Possibly Be Wrong All the Time 