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April Pieces Of My Mind #2
The common Arabic name Abdul(lah) has the same sense as German Gottschalk: “Servant of God”.
Heard a really annoying Q&A on Quirks and Quarks. This older guy asked why ear & nose hair becomes way coarser and more plentiful as a man ages. Dermatologist replies by describing the hormonal mechanism that causes this to happen. No you fuck, he didn’t ask HOW it happens, he asked WHY!!!
Boss tells me he’s going to advertise a steady position similar to my current temp job and hints that perhaps I might want to apply for it.
Me: numismatics. Autocorrect: miniskirts.
I’m recording a covers album: pop tunes where I sing “inedible” for “incredible” and “spare tyre” for “desire”.
Today’s my 19th anniversary as co-editor of the archaeology journal Fornvännen!
Nils-Axel Mörner and Bob G. Lind publish another crank paper in a predatory Open Access journal from SCIRP. Now with Göran Henriksson as co-author! Supergroup!
Discovered that I can get a 25-minute scenic bike ride partway to work and only leave home 5 mins earlier. Out of shape after the winter.
Been reading about the big Beaker DNA study. Itching to learn what the two similar Swedish projects are coming up with! Actually, itching to be on those projects myself.
Realised why this person I help with their writing places the space before the comma or full stop, not after them. They’re used to reading Arabic from the right to the left.
Cycling to work this morning I interrupted a fight between two frenzied March hares. They fled along the road in the direction I was already moving, then turned off it and continued fighting.
In the movie The Graduate, the actress playing Mrs. Robinson is only 6 years older than the actor playing the titular graduate whom she seduces.
Junior texts me: “OMG my worldview just got shattered. GNOCCHI IS KNÖDEL”
Bought Tanith Lee’s highest-rated story collection Dreams of Dark and Light for $2.40 on my Kindle.
My solitary professional life has rarely involved any stressful tasks where others rely on me. When I do run into them, like today, it’s actually pretty invigorating.
Seems almost impossible to make a living from knowing archaeological small finds in Sweden. Not even the museums hire us. We have no Portable Antiquities Scheme.
I’m a member of three Swedish associations with paper newsletters. All three are eerily similar and depressingly redolent of 75-year-old contributors.