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June Pieces Of My Mind #3
This is the time of year when our yard becomes an extra room in our house. Where a man might sit around butt naked except for a straw hat, reading. I mean he really could. If he wanted to. You’ll notice I’m not appending a selfie.
Anybody into Ariel Pink? Seems to be a true original. His 2014 song “Dayzed Inn Daydreams” has the weirdest Motown interlude in the middle.
I never understood, growing up, that democracy means that you run a constant risk of being governed by assholes on the strength of votes by the ignorant, hateful and scared.
Wife’s workout app tells her “keep your abs tight”. I keep hearing “ass”.
Confused to learn that the Scottish National Party is not right-wing racist/populist.
Somebody on Twitter offers a list of “10 Podcasts That Will Make You Feel Smarter”. I don’t even know where to begin explaining how lame this is. Whether justified or not, me and all my friends already consider ourselves pretty smart. We don’t need to “feel smarter”. In the end I just unfollowed the person.
Sitting outdoors in the South American hammock swing at ten in the evening, listening to birdsong and bumblebees, reading a book. Swedish summer!
Starting a big dig like this feels a bit like launching a spacecraft. Luckily there is a bit more room for improvisation, changed plans and resupplying on an excavation than there is on a rocket after take-off.
Academia has done its best in the past few months to make me feel useless and expendable. Heading a fieldwork team of 20 who show every sign of enjoying working with me does a lot to compensate.
Student turns me on to early 80s Dio. I try to find him on Deezer. The service suggests that I may be looking for Céline Dion.
This is the third time my team inadvertently finds a Stone Age site while excavating a post-AD-1 site in Östergötland. Sättuna, Landsjö, Ulvåsa!