An explanation of my chosen name:
I am indeed slightly shortsighted. When I take off my glasses, everything goes fuzzy.
The Best Thing about being shortsighted is that the world looks a little like an impressionist painting.
The Worst Thing about being shortsighted is walking towards people who look like they might be people you know. You have a choice at this point: either take the risk of ignoring people you know and love, or take the risk of squinting at a complete stranger and being taken as Odd.
I suppose I should just keep my glasses on.
In any case, the shortsighted have been catered for (more or less) since the Medieval Era, and with that awkward transition of topics I will now announce that my purpose in creating this blog is to share with anyone who may read this odd titbits of historical information and suchlike. Enjoy!