Scandinavian archaeology, history, skepticism, books and music
September Pieces Of My Mind #2
Did I just tell the students that “polysemic” refers to people who donate repeatedly to sperm banks? Surely not?
In mid-70s Dungeons & Dragons, players would often bring their characters from one dungeon master and gaming group to another, effectively skipping between worlds. Unheard of in Swedish 80s and 90s gaming.
Annoying: seeing that the next five end-notes in the book I’m reading are just brief citations with no interesting text, making a mental note of this, then forgetting and looking the following end-note up anyway. I wish end-notes would be consistently narrative text or citations, not both in the same book.
Easily anthropomorphised bird behaviour: the Common Murre, Sw. sillgrissla, forms couples that rear a single chick on a high rock ledge. When the chick is fledged, the male flies down to the sea surface below the ledge and calls to the chick until it jumps down to dad. Then the male feeds and accompanies the chick until it is ready to become independent.
I’ve got two similar keys on my work keyring. Only one of them actually fits the three locks on the office door and iron gate. But of these locks, one doesn’t quite like its key. You have to turn the second, irrelevant key in that lock before the real key will open or close it.
Why doesn’t ecologically grown cocoa powder come in large packages? I understand the difference between unit price and kilogram price, thank you very much. Don’t all consumers? If not then they are not fit to live.
Was just frustrated to find no watch top right in my paper book.
Strangely intimate to shave and brush my teeth at a washstand in Bromma Airport’s co-ed departure-hall bathroom. Better than getting up 20 minutes earlier.
I discombobulate students by moving halfway down the room for discussions instead of remaining up front at the lectern.
On the walking tour of Kalmar with the students, this oldish lady joined the group out of nowhere. She made the students carry her stuff and asked a lot of slightly off-topic questions in a reasonable and cultured tone. For instance, while I was talking on site about the late-17th century demolition of the old town cathedral, she wanted to know what people over in Kalmar Castle ate in the Middle Ages.
Flunked job interview. Got rave reviews on students’ anonymous course evaluation. Don’t know what to think. Maybe I’m good at teaching but bad at job interviews?
Do you miss the Beatles and the Super Furry Animals? Then listen to The Dowling Poole’s first album, Bleak Strategies, that came out in April. I love it!
Banksy Moon hides in plain sight as Secretary General of the UN.
Jr. is on the school LAN party committee. He designed the logo. Jrette is starring in a kids’ science show for Swedish Broadcasting, working two full days a week with this until the end of the year. *proud dad*
Being a bookish nerd who doesn’t watch TV, I’ve always had some trouble finding shared points of cultural reference with people. This has become doubly difficult as I’ve begun teaching folks who are in their early 20s, where there’s a major age gap as well.
Esprit d’escalier is Treppenwitz in German.
Reading a 2004 urban fantasy story about a teenage girl. Personification of slim is “Ally McBeal”, of beautiful is “Britney Spears”.
The flying rowan at Kristineberg subway station is still doing well.
I really hate the smug claim to a privileged meta-perspective on previous research that is the defining characteristic of post-modernist humanities writing.
Slightly outweirded when Facebook suggests that I should befriend an account that represents a Stockholm BDSM club, on the grounds that three of my Fb friends, each from a separate social circle, are buddies with it.
I started gradually going bald around when the first seasons of The X-files aired in Sweden, and it was a comfort to me that Mulder’s and Scully’s badass boss Skinner was an honest-to-goodness side-fringy baldy. Mitch Pileggi who played Skinner was 41 when the series started, and here I am now, same age, same hair style, same badass demeanour.
“Is that prostitute wearing full plate armour and brandishing a sword?!” “Oh, yeah, that’s Betty. She’s just a complete Ivanhoe, ‘s all.”