Scandinavian archaeology, history, skepticism, books and music
April Pieces Of My Mind #2
In this Richard Russo novel an Upstate New York labourer is often found at the “OTB”. Wikipedia tells me it’s either a gambling establishment or a South African missile test range.
Wikipedians keep bringing up that archaeological excavation reports are not peer-reviewed publications. In fact, they never are, but that’s where all the data are. It’s like demanding that a biochemist’s lab notebook be peer reviewed. A peer-reviewed journal paper is not very useful to a scholar who seeks complete data.
Heard a horrific story about a fiction editor who, when doing reprints, took out all the empty-lines-with-centred-asterisk that divided a narrative into scenes.
Movie: Big Trouble in Little China (1986). Action comedy set in a baroque parody version of San Francisco’s Chinatown. Sorcery and endless clumsy fight scenes. Grade: OK.
There was a John J. Lloyd who designed the sets for Big Trouble in Little China, and a John R. Lloyd who did the sets for Clue. Neither was identical with the John Lloyd who wrote The Meaning of Liff with Douglas Adams.
Funny how a lot of 60s music sounds skilful and contemporary while almost no 60s or 70s or 80s movies look skilful or contemporary.
Me: “about AD 1300”. Everyone outside the historical and archaeological profession: “Martin says it’s from the 1300s.” *facepalm*
Yay! Relief! My dad and his wife have had their first shot!
Opened the window a crack to hear the blackbird at sunset. ❤
Jrette has reached the stage in her high school science studies where her parents are not very useful for homework any more. For one thing, we’ve forgotten most of what we used to know. And for another, science has progressed since we graduated.
We’ve got seven rose bushes around the house that I check on almost daily. It’s not enough. So today I called our disabled neighbours and asked if I could take care of the rose bushes outside their fence. They said yes! I have annexed four big climbing roses and one smaller rose-like thing! I spent two happy hours before dinner pruning, re-training, fertilizing, watering, then removing a big pile of pruned branches.
Movie: The Silence of the Lambs (1991). Young federal agent in training converses with an imprisoned hyper-violent criminal mastermind to extract clues to an active serial killer. Grade: great!
Good morning! The most vulnerable 20% of Swedish adults have now had their first shot!
Some young people celebrate their 18th birthday by drinking themselves silly in bars. Jrette’s boyfriend celebrated his by buying a bottle of non-alcohol cider at the supermarket. All cider varieties have an 18-y-o lower age limit in Sweden,* and he did have to show ID. (* I’m guessing this is to avoid lengthy bickering in supermarket checkout lines)
Someone is nostalgically enthusiastic about a 1980s series of fantasy books translated into Swedish. A personal victory: I refrained from asking who the hell reads English books in translation.
You could walk from India to Sri Lanka until a cyclone cut off the land bridge in 1480.
Yay! The Mars helicopter worked! It’s flown!
The FedEx shooter was a Bronie and left a suicide message about his favourite My Little Pony. Online forums for Furries and Bronies have a major problem with Neo-Nazis. I’m not joking.
Movie: Orlando (1992). Androgynous Tudor noble stays young for over 400 years. Visually amazing but plotless. Grade: OK.