Scandinavian archaeology, history, skepticism, books and music
September Pieces Of My Mind #2
Reading about the insane US firearms situation, I’m glad to be living in a country where it’s illegal to even carry a knife in public unless you’re a carpenter or a hiker.
Heritage outreach through civil disobedience. Someone local in Aska has replaced the decades-outdated sign with a new one using information from a handout I gave them at a talk one month ago!
I don’t think it was very nice of Marc Bolan to tell his girlfriend that she was built like a car.
My metal detectorist friends did 132 hours of unpaid skilled labour for my project today. That’s over three weeks full time. Same tomorrow. Same on Sunday.
Ridiculous shame memories. This one really takes the cake. I’m still embarrassed about telling my friend’s mom when I was ~11 that this song changed time signatures when I meant that it upped the tempo.
It’s odd to constantly be reminded about that author’s feud with that identity movement when I have vaguely positive feelings about both but don’t really care much about either.
Movie: In Bruges (2008). Buddy movie with intentional and unintentional gang murders in the titular Flemish city. Ralph Fiennes speaks good Cockney. Grade: OK.
Funny how US reenactors don’t have Medieval fairs, they have Renaissance fairs instead.
Prepping to run my first scenario in the Ashen Stars gritty space opera RPG. I’ve only game mastered once since the 90s. Feeling good about it!
In scientific papers, “acidic” usually means “hallucinatory”.
Writing an anonymous peer review statement, referring the author to my PhD thesis (not gratuitously), correcting an error that Rundkvist 2003 made.
I’m directing a He-man remake set in Jamaica, where he fights Selector, an evil reggae DJ.
I think it was Terry Pratchett who wrote that large libraries bend and occasionally break space-time. I just found evidence of this. Ing-Marie Pettersson Jensen’s PhD thesis was published in 2012. The Royal Academy of Letters’ library is one of Northern Europe’s largest specialist research libraries for archaeology. There the book is stickered and shelved “02/1165”. That is, it entered the library ten years before it was printed.
Jrette asked me to drive her & her young fellow to a convenient trail head on the Sörmlandsleden hiking trail.
I’m so very tired of people’s political idiocy.
Talked to a new acquaintance at a potluck. “You’re very sociable, aren’t you? Are you perhaps a salesman?”
My dad gave me this classic 60s or 70s Fjällräven hiking backpack. A little grimy but fully functional. I’ve taken it apart, washed it and polished the rivets.