Today I have been at a 4-year public university, having a second interview for an Assistant Professor position. I'm not tired; I'm not fatigued. I'm...wilted. Why, you ask? Well, let me tell you the schedule for the day. Note that I got **location censured to protect my chances** yesterday afternoon, and rested up well last night.
7:30am--picked up by the department chair
8:00am--meeting with dean--all talk by her, whilst I sat and nodded and listened
9:00am--meeting with selection co
I know that you all would like to see a picture of my home in Corbridge. Picture was taken by Pertinax ere he and his Lady had dinner with us. Antiochus of Seleucia kindly put the pic in. I haven't had a chance to bring the name up to date.
A member of a pagan forum I frequent asked us to "rewrite" the Ten Commandments as they would be for our beliefs, if we had "commandments". This, of course, was an opportunity that I could not pass up. I have twelve just to be different
It made me think anyay. My Twelve Commandments:
I got my license.
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I wrote this story for my writing workshop class. You can tell I didn't have a good day.
I arrived to the pit before the sun rose. It was cold and wet outside; the slush oozed from beneath my feet like stepping on a bug. Through the doors I entered. I took a left, my eyes squinting. The walls were white, the floors were white, the ceiling was white- and the lights were bright. I trudged up some stairs, each step
Since I make fun of everyone, here's one on me:
PORCOFACIO UNSCRUPULATO
San Francisco contractor, Porcofacio Unscrupulato, 68, of Canale Capone, North Beach, died yesterday from injuries he received in the collapse of a building he was inspecting, prior to sale to Roosevelt Moses of Oakland.
Born in Molto Pubisco, Italy, Unscrupulato was brought to this country at age 11 by his parents, Regurgito and Nauseata Unscrupulato.
Active for many years in community affairs, Unscrup
I've finally paid the girl to get her car fixed, and they actually decided they wanted less money than they'd need to fix it. I wrote her a check, she wrote me a reciept (which I locked up in my safe). So that is taken care of. Now all I need is to pay my insurance and fix my car, and looking at my account balance I may just be able to do that without going into my savings! I am very much joyful about that, as the money I had fervently squirrelled away is money I had planned to use for my trip t
Inter-semester break.
Monday: Visited Maiden Castle (one of the major reasons why I chose to study archaeology) and various other Iron Age hillforts in Dorset: a very nice place, but the weather conditions could have been better. Scaling the ramparts was an incredibly entertaining ordeal; although the 50mph wind did not really help. One of my peers deemed it hilarious to roll down the various mounds; he was in fact correct in judgement because he received a black eye as a result of his stupi
Today I decided to cut my hair. Spontaneity turned out better this time than it has in the past; my hair was two distinctly different lengths and all split, so I just grabbed some scissors and started whacking. I don't think I did too bad, but the back IS a little uneven. I've got "kiddy steps" and I'm sure my mom will chastise me But overall I think it actually looks pretty good. I'm sure mom will disagree.
I'm concreting my plans to head to Minnesota in the summer. Things are looking up!
Well here go's!!!
I've been a member of this forum for a while now and to be honest I've found it pretty hard going, not on the forums behalf but on mine,UNRV has been an absolute godsend, my problem is that i find it difficult to put my thoughts onto paper(as such), my knowledge of ancient Rome is pretty good on the whole but when it comes down to putting it all down on the screen i just seem to turn into a dyslexic buffoon , why, i don't know? (any thoughts??)
I don't know why i becam
Some of you will have noticed that "Another Roman Recipe to Delight All" thread had a recent burst of life, when I decided to try out a "Roman Army Bread" recipe ( which I found on a bag of spelt flour I bought).
Im well aware that I should be baking flat loaves in a field oven , or in the ash of a windblown campfire, however I prefer to use the modern medium of a breadmaking machine in case my experiments go awry and I set fire to a sizeable area of countryside.
I strongly recommend tryin
Well, as of late, I have become interested in money after I got an "Investing for Teenagers" book for christmas from my aunt and uncle. Today I began collecting info on government bonds I own, ect. Well, I dug out an old fire-resistant lock box from the back of my closet that I'm going to use to store my stuff in. Inside I already had my coin collection. I was curious and went through all my old coins and bills. I have various pieces of money from many, many different countries, but with my newf
Yesterday the Rotary Forum passed through our school. For those of you who don't know what the Rotary Club is, it's basically very similar to a foreign exchange student program. Speaking to us that day were: A student from Wisconsin sent to the Czech Republic, a girl from Malaysia, a (rather attractive) girl from Italy, a guy from Brzil, one from Mexico, Spain, Russia, Sweden, and South Korea. It was amazing. First of all, Italian is a beautiful language. The guy from Spain had that awesome cast
Things are really starting to slow down at work; this leaves me bored at times, but it's good, because it means I'm not often in a mood to remove people's heads or fling pizza pans as if they were frizbees. My life is finally starting to get "back to normal" so to speak.
I've taken up "trance dancing", well not truely "trance dancing" at least not yet. Shall I call it "devotional dancing"? It was weird at first, I was embarassed to actually get up and do anything, so I ended up just sittin
A coincidence of two items leads me to post a little about grain conssumption in the ancient world. Northern Neil fortuitously got hold of some spelt (red wheat) bread from a local (to ourselves) supermarket chain, this particular loaf is very different to any off the shelf product in mass usage.I am presently also writing a review of grain supply vis a vis famine in the classical world, and was struck by the frequency of grain shortages (as opposed to outright famine)
A couple of slices of
Sometimes when I reflect back on all the beer I drink I feel ashamed. Then I look into the glass and think about the workers in the brewery and all of their hopes and dreams. If I didn't drink this beer, they might be out of work and their dreams would be shattered. Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this beer and let their dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver."
-- Jack Handy
If you ever reach total enlightenment while drinking beer, I bet it makes beer
Murphy's (missed a few) LAWS
Law of Mechanical Repair: After your hands become coated with grease your nose will begin to itch or you'll have to pee
Law of the Workshop: Any tool, when dropped, will roll to the least accessible corner.
Law of Probability : The probability of being watched is directly proportional to the stupidity of your act.
Law of the Telephone: When you dial a wrong number, you never get a busy signal.
Law of the Alibi: If you tell the boss you were
I wrote this short story last year in my advanced history class. The other week I was taking a test; some random person walked in the class and handed me this envelope. Inside was my story, and a paper telling me to edit my story- the history department wants to publish it in their next book about the 1920's.
The following selection, researched and written by me, is about the Red Scare of the 1920's.
Special Thanks:
Mr. Blanchard, English Teacher, Mechanics/Other Editing
Mrs. Kemp, Eng
Subject: Police justice.
Another case of underestimating the ammo requirements.
As reported earlier this week, some dirtbag who got pulled over in a routine traffic stop in Florida ended up "executing" the deputy who stopped him. The deputy was shot eight times, including once behind his right ear at close range. Another deputy was wounded and a police dog killed.
A statewide manhunt ensued. The low-life piece of human garbage was found hiding in a wooded area with his gun. SWA
...and that bang was made by me hitting a wet, hard bathroom floor...
Yep, Saturday I slipped in a hotel bathroom and hurt myself pretty bad; dislocated a shoulder (may have broken it, getting it x-rayed this afternoon), smashed my face & broke one of my teeth.
The pain has not been fun. Can't get to the dentist just yet as mine is out recovering from surgery of his own.
At least I was able to see my regular doctor yesterday and now have a decent prescription for the pain.
Ah! It is but a mere hour before the new year! As I type this the east coast of my beloved country already passed into the new year, with many of its inhabitants already passed out! :drunk: Happy New Years to all!
My new years resolution: Carpe Diem!
For Christmas I received the following:
1. A colossal umbrella (it could cover the whole of Luxemburg).
2. The new Zelda game.
3. Medieval II: total war.
4. Michael Crawford's The Roman Republic.
5. A Harpo Marx style honker horn (a secret Santa present).
6. A Guinness Poster.
7. A custom mug and t-shirt (I am not going to divulge what was on them...my friends are too disgusting!).
8. A Chewbacca figure (!?).
