I couldn't find my copy of the 
Prose Edda. I looked everywhere for it. Finally, I gave up and opened the refrigerator to get a drink -- and there it was cooling in the fridge.
Snorri Sturluson, still chillin'.
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Posted By  Dr. Richard Scott Nokes  to  
Unlocked Wordhoard  at  8/11/2010 08:00:00 AM