Harvey Weiss (professor: Archaeologies of Empire) just will not stop saying the funniest things. 

In response to a recently published article claiming evidence for the earliest warfare in Mesopotamia, in the form of clay pellets that had apparently been thrown:  "So...people were throwing clay at each other?? 'Take that, you bad person! Smack! Take that, here's my clay ball, bing! ' Well, look over there to the right. There's a huge mountain. Probably made of rock. It's a MOUNTAIN."

In repsonse to someone's desire to write a paper on the Frankish empire:
"You want to do the FRANKISH empire? However did that come to your attention? A dream?... Oh, you're not sure. Good, maybe you'll choose something in which I am interested."

In response to someone's desire to write a paper on Rome:
"Are you a Classicist?  Oh, no."

In response to someone's desire to write a paper on China:
"Nobody knows anything about China. Every lunatic in the world has a project in China...all the Japanese archaeologists are working there now. You know, Japanese people think differently than we do, something about the logical processes...I don't get it.  A plus B equals C -- well it doesn't work that way if you're Japanese, at least not if you're a Japanese archaeologist...  Yeah, China. It's huge.  It's, like, China.  It may as well be another planet, it's so big."

*is dead of XD*  

Harvey Weiss defines "eccentricity."  I can't even type the very funniest things because without context and intonation they lose too much.  You have to see the way he thrusts the book into his face (or is it the other way around?) when he gets excited searching for a passage.  And you definitely have to hear him.  Entertainment at its finest.

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Last night I dreamed I took "the GRE" (except it was a paper-based test in my bedroom for some reason) and completely ran out of time due to poor planning, and had to cancel my scores.  Then I woke up and remembered I had already kicked the GRE's butt all the way to Houston.  So what was I so afraid of failing?  Oh yeah, life.

The NSF application is eating me...a slow painful digestion in the acidic core of academic BS beauracracy. 

 My fingernails look beautiful when painted, but underneath they are still messed up from Peru.  Which, I imagine, will become a perennial greivance of mine.

The new iPod should arrive soon.  Yesterday I downloaded the world in anticipation.

In other news, apparently there's an election next month.  Meh.

Wow, I've changed.  I just meh'd an election.  I guess I've decided I'm not really that good of a person, and I'm okay with that. 

Posted by Trailhobbit at 10:42 PM EDT

Updated: Sunday, October 8, 2006 10:45 PM EDT

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...How have I never listened to the band Muse before?

They're like, old school Radiohead, only heavier.  And just... a little different.  But delicious.  I swear, the singer could stand in for Thom Yorke, whose voice I had hitherto believed without parallel.

 Wheeee!!   *runs to download the world* 

Posted by Trailhobbit at 2:02 PM EDT

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I don't spend enough time thinking about October.  Other months, more assertive ones tend to take all the attention.  September, which approaches with chaos and fanfare yet dies without being noticed; December and January for their holidays, turning points and cold; March for its sheer badness, April for its cuelty and May for its joy.  October is a subtle month, virtually devoid of landmarks -- as an adult, even Halloween becomes a day and not a season.  And yet I've realized I think it is one of my very favorite months.  No matter where you are in the world, it is probably beautiful in October.

Posted by Trailhobbit at 6:07 PM EDT

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I stole this from a facebook group.  It' kind of long, and I abbreiviated some of the later portions, but it made my heart soar.  A couple of these I'm slightly too young for; for others I think I'm actually too old.  But wow.


You're a 90's kid if:

You've ever ended a sentence with the word "PSYCHE!"

You can sing the rap to "The Fresh Prince Of Bel Air"
You remember when Kurt Cobain, Tu Pac, River Phoenix, and Selena died.
You know that "WOAH" comes from Joey from "Blossom" and that "How Rude!" comes from Stephanie from "Full House"
You remember when it was actually worth getting up early
on a Saturday to watch cartoons.
You got super excited when it was Oregon Trail day in computer class at school.
You remember reading "Goosebumps"
You know the profound meaning of "Wax on, wax off"
You have pondered why Smurfette was the only female smurf.
You took plastic cartoon lunch boxes to school.
You danced to "Wannabe" by the Spice Girls, Females: had a new motto, Males: got a whole lot gay-er. (so tell me what you want, what you really really want.)
You remember the craze, then the banning of slap bracelets and slam books.
You still get the urge to say "NOT" after (almost) every sentence...Not...
Where in the world is Carmen San Diego? was both a game and a TV game show.
Captain Planet.
You knew that Kimberly, the pink ranger, and Tommy, the green Ranger were meant to be together.
When playing power rangers with friends you fought over who got to be who............and still all ended up being Tommy.
You remember when Super Nintendo became popular.
You remember watching Home Alone 1, 2 , and 3........and tried to pull the pranks on "intruders"
"I've fallen and I can't get up"
You remember going to the skating rink before there were inline skates
Two words... Trapper Keeper.
You never got injured on a Slip 'n' Slide
You wore socks over leggings scrunched down
"Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black, with silver buttons, buttons, buttons, all down her back, back, back" SHE ASKED HER MOTHER MOTHER MOTHER FOR FIFTY CENTS CENTS CENTS TO SEE THE ELEPHANTS PHANTS PHANTS JUMP OVER THE FENCE THE FENCE THE FENCE
he jumped so high high high he touched the sky sky sky and he didnt come back back back til the forth of july ly ly he jumped so low ow ow he stubbed his toe toe toe and thats the end end end of the elephants show show show
You remember boom boxes vs. cd players
You remember New Kids on The Block when they were cool
You knew all the characters names and their life stories on "Saved By The Bell"
You played and/or collected "Pogs"
You had at least one Tamagotchi, GigaPet or Nano and brought it everywhere
You watched the original Care Bears, My Little Pony, and Ninja Turtles
NANCY DREW AND THE HARDY BOYS WERE THE BEST MYSTERY BOOKS
Yikes pencils and erasers were the stuff!
All your school supplies were "Lisa Frank"brand.

You remember when the new Beanie Babies were always sold out.

You used to wear those stick on earings, not only on your ears, but at the corners of your eyes.

You remember a time before the WB.

You've gotten creeped out by "Are You Afraid of the Dark?"

Posted by Trailhobbit at 10:35 AM EDT

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So being the resourcful girl that I am, I found a solution to two problems at once.  With no iPod to tempt me away from it, doing reading on the elliptical is much more inviting.  It's more interesting that whatever's on TV.  And look!  I'm being productive!

Still feeling nervous about life, but a bit better.  I got into Phi Beta Kappa and Possible romance looms, maybe, vaguely. 

Wouldn't it be great if the Dems could win back both houses?

Posted by Trailhobbit at 7:24 AM EDT

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Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand my iPod died. 

... 

This is the second one I've gone through.  This makes me think it's not the iPods, it's me.  I must be abusing them.  Clearly the full-sized ones are not made for my badass lifestyle.  I should get a mini.

But in the meantime, how am I supposed to work out?  

 GAH.

I need a hug.  And a good workout.  Which is now impossible.

Posted by Trailhobbit at 8:55 PM EDT

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I can't for the life of me focus.

I'm going into soul-search self-doubt mode already and it's less than a month into the term.  It's that goddamn personal statement.

I wish I were in a poetry class.

I need to stop eating cupcakes.

Sorry for being emo. 

Posted by Trailhobbit at 7:01 PM EDT

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