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April Pieces Of My Mind #2
Hollister means “hold lard” in Swedish.
The erratic narcissist in the White House now wants to move the date for a re-visit to the Moon (scientifically low-priority, nostalgic) back from an unrealistic 2028 to a completely fairy-tale 2024. Because he expects to be re-elected and 2024 would be his final year.
Sitting on the path next to the Södertälje highway bridge, on severely disturbed and rearranged ground, was a nice big sherd of 14th century Siegburg stoneware. Huh?
It’s “between 899 AND 924”, not TO. Remember, you don’t say “The pepper is between the salt TO the egg timer”.
WTF? Facebook suddenly decides to start throwing sponsored ads for rum and whiskey at me. Guys, I’m a life-long tee-totaller. Hello?
Jrette’s junior prom dress just arrived in the mail. It’s a lovely piece of couture and she will look gorgeous in it. But the make or model is called True Decadence. Umm, say what now?
Surely the Hebrides must be the gender-bendiest part of Scotland.