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November Pieces Of My Mind #1
Fear me! I make bad puns in really, really bad Mandarin!
One Celsius and sleet. I have to drive for four hours today, so I’m switching tyres first.
Skänninge is dying. So many empty shop premises and housing properties. Facades flaking. Railway has cut off the eastern approaches to the town square. Last wave of investment in construction seems to have coincided with the mexibrick fad around 1970.
Incomprehensible: the re… play I guess? Of Toto’s “Africa” with a few hip-hop passages inserted. Why oh why?
Why doesn’t the Linköping City Library have an entrance towards the town centre? Enormous fucking building and you always have to walk around it.
These popular lectures are really making my autumn!
Listen up, archaeokids. Lets say you first excavate context A, writing “A” on all the find baggies. Then you kind of think that you’ve gone into a new context, so you start calling it context B and writing “B” on the baggies. Then you decide that B is actually not different enough from A to be treated usefully as a separate entity. This is completely OK. Just put in the field notes that A=B. What is NOT OK is to re-use the label “B” for the completely different shit that is sitting under context A/B! NEVER RE-USE A CONTEXT IDENTIFIER FOR SOME OTHER SHIT!!! /Signed, the guy who is writing up the report and organising the finds.
Why do atheists consider Ray Comfort worthy of a response? He appears daft. Does he have a loud public voice?
Movie: Grand Budapest Hotel. Ruritanian comedy in a stylised Old Europe. Many big-name cameos. Grade: Pass With Distinction.
It struck me the other day that I got married twice during my 20s.
Love sleeping with socks on during the cold season!
If I were to watch the movies about Captain America, Doctor Strange and Superhero Thor, then that would be my first experience of these characters.
Took Cousin E on a long bike ride to the cake shop. First it taketh away, then it giveth.
When suggesting who’s in my pictures, Facebook seems to assume that I am likely to meet countrymen with whom I interact a lot on Fb. When in fact I tend to interact either live or on Fb.
Dreamed that I met a childhood friend. Knew I was dreaming. Told him “Wow, you haven’t changed much! But I guess that’s because I don’t have any recent information about what you look like.”
“Korkeakoulupedagogiikan apulaisprofessori!” Finnish has the best curse words.
Poor beat-up Anthony in “Fistful of Love”. )-:
Neatly dressed lady in her 50s, looks like a district attorney to me, reading Heinlein’s Starship Troopers on the tube.
Taken my flu shot!
Hey, what’s this sudden feeling of being a failure, with little to show for my past and nothing in particular to look forward to? Oh, hello November. It’s you again.
Shoveled snow for the first time this winter.
Remember when we used to think that Dubya was amazingly incompetent?
Reading local paper. Good letter to the editor about the municipality’s ability to house refugees. I feel great frustration at inability to click “like”.
Jrette was sad and frightened when she told me the bad news.
I just joined the Social Democrat Party. Let’s see what we can do.
I asked a professor about a UK lectureship. Can Swedish prehistorians be considered? Yes certainly, if they’re willing to teach British Prehistory. Replied I, my willingness is boundless but my ability rather limited.
Stockholm’s bus services are suspended due to unseasonably heavy snow. I walked 4.5 km from Slussen to Sickla, where I’m giving a talk to the local historical society.
Get crazy with the Cheez Whiz
Missed the day’s first movie because of snow still messing public transport up.
Wonder if you’re a member of the elite? Handy tip: if you think individuals can be “elites”, then you ain’t.