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I don’t know if you’ve ever tried to print this blog out or make a PDF of it, but it used to look godawful in that format. I just figured out how to tailor the CSS file to allow for a print/PDF that looks like the actual page (which you may also think is godawful, but hey). So, if you want to print out the site to show it to all of your non-internettified friends, you can do so with impunity!
Zeus is such a player he can bed his old lady by telling her about all the times he cheated on her:
But now let us go to bed and turn to love-making.
For never before has love for any goddess or woman
so melted about the heart inside me, broken it to submission,
as now: not that time when I loved the wife of Ixion
who bore me Peirithoos, equal of the gods in counsel,
nor when I loved Akrisios’ daughter, sweet-stepping Danae,
who bore Perseus to me, pre-eminent among all men,
nor when I loved the daughter of far-renowed Phoinix, Europa
who bore Minos to me, and Rhadamanthys the godlike;
not when I loved Semele, or Alkmene in Thebe,
when Alkmene bore me a son, Herakles the strong-hearted,
while Semele’s son was Dionysos, the pleasure of mortals;
not when I loved the queen Demeter of the lovely tresses,
not when it was glorious Leto, nor yourself, so much
as now I love you, and the sweet passion has taken hold of me.
Iliad, 14, 313-328