- Just got the application referees’ evaluation for a job I’ve been hoping for. I’m afraid to read it. Taking a walk first.
- I’m really tired of this thankless shit. Impatient for December, when I’ll know if I’ll have money to write that castles book or if I should start calling people about a steady job in contract archaeology. The one I stupidly turned down in fucking 1994.
- Osteologist Rudolf Gustavsson has documented traces of flaying on cat bones that we’ve found at Stensö Castle. Reading the ribald 15th century “Marriage Song” that has just appeared in a new critical edition, I found a passage where the poet warns a father of daughters: “If he has beautiful cats, then my advice is not to invite many furriers to his feast”.
- Affluent Chinese Swedes who want to throw out the Middle Eastern refugees. I can’t even.
- Torbjörn Lodén writes something interesting in the latest issue of the Swedish-Chinese Association’s monthly. According to him, the Chinese Communist Party’s continued emphasis on Mao Zedong Sixiang, “Mao Zedong’s Thought” after the man’s death should be read as an implicit step away from his many disastrous actions. Apparently Mao Zedong failed to follow his own Thought.
- I see flashing knobs!
- These castle sites really aren’t very rich in pottery. Birgittas udde didn’t yield a single sherd. Skällvik offered only 68 g of Medieval wares and 332 g of Modern stuff.
- Not-so-great usability. The interface of our front door’s inside lets you do four things. Press the handle, pull the handle, turn the lock knob one way, turn the lock knob the other way. When the door is locked, if you press the handle, the pressure of the door’s rubber insulation seal disables the lock knob. You can then only leave our house if you know that you have to pull the handle first.
- Sewed the buttons back onto my crappy Lithuanian shirt and imposed Ordnung on the needlework box.
- Much-needed encouragement: a journalist did a long interview with me about my new book.
- It’s 100 meters high and several 100 degrees Celsius warm inside. It’s a pile of ashes from a mid-20th century shale oil plant. It’s just
outside Örebro. - Reasonable commentators unanimously declare Trump unfit for office. Sadly this makes Trump voters unfit for democracy.
I’ve never tossed a grocery basket onto a roof. Have I really lived at all?
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- Just got the application referees’ evaluation for a job I’ve been hoping for. I’m afraid to read it. Taking a walk first.
- I’m really tired of this thankless shit. Impatient for December, when I’ll know if I’ll have money to write that castles book or if I should start calling people about a steady job in contract archaeology. The one I stupidly turned down in fucking 1994.
- Osteologist Rudolf Gustavsson has documented traces of flaying on cat bones that we’ve found at Stensö Castle. Reading the ribald 15th century “Marriage Song” that has just appeared in a new critical edition, I found a passage where the poet warns a father of daughters: “If he has beautiful cats, then my advice is not to invite many furriers to his feast”.
- Affluent Chinese Swedes who want to throw out the Middle Eastern refugees. I can’t even.
- Torbjörn Lodén writes something interesting in the latest issue of the Swedish-Chinese Association’s monthly. According to him, the Chinese Communist Party’s continued emphasis on Mao Zedong Sixiang, “Mao Zedong’s Thought” after the man’s death should be read as an implicit step away from his many disastrous actions. Apparently Mao Zedong failed to follow his own Thought.
- I see flashing knobs!
- These castle sites really aren’t very rich in pottery. Birgittas udde didn’t yield a single sherd. Skällvik offered only 68 g of Medieval wares and 332 g of Modern stuff.
- Not-so-great usability. The interface of our front door’s inside lets you do four things. Press the handle, pull the handle, turn the lock knob one way, turn the lock knob the other way. When the door is locked, if you press the handle, the pressure of the door’s rubber insulation seal disables the lock knob. You can then only leave our house if you know that you have to pull the handle first.
- Sewed the buttons back onto my crappy Lithuanian shirt and imposed Ordnung on the needlework box.
- Much-needed encouragement: a journalist did a long interview with me about my new book.
- It’s 100 meters high and several 100 degrees Celsius warm inside. It’s a pile of ashes from a mid-20th century shale oil plant. It’s just
outside Örebro. - Reasonable commentators unanimously declare Trump unfit for office. Sadly this makes Trump voters unfit for democracy.
I’ve never tossed a grocery basket onto a roof. Have I really lived at all?
from ScienceBlogs http://ift.tt/2df8iSO
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