Et tu, Brute?

I've been reading novels set in the Roman Empire (one series concerning the rise of Julius Caesar, another set much later in Roman Britain), so I thought I'd borrow some nonfiction from the library. It seems, however, that all I care about is looking at Roman art and reading about the structure of the military.

Also that it is a good thing I developed this quirk now and not five months ago, because I would totally have tried to talk spook into naming the shrimpbaby Gaius.

Anyone have any good military history to recommend?

It sparkles!

I keep thinking "I should blog," and then I don't, mostly for the reason that the stuff in my life at the moment is all "I was sitting at the computer and my cat was hovering anxiously in my lap, when I realized I should probably go and pee for the ninth time in the last hour. When I stood up I discovered that one of my legs had gone to sleep and then I had a contraction and had to hold on to a chair to keep from falling over."

Yep. Glamourous.

On the other hand, the internet gave me this.