So I've moved on to Wildcat.
Ah the cat. I'm here in lovely Dayton, OH digging right at [location redacted]. It's nice.
And by nice I mean it's been in the mid nineties for a week straight and humid as hell. Oh and the dirt started to smell pretty rank the other day. It was like being in a jock strap. Gross.
That said: we're coming down on something interesting. We're not sure what it is exactly...perhaps a hearth or posthole from an enormous house (we're talking something like 15m long). Who knows. But whatever it is, it is way far away from everything else. We're going to be stripping a pretty large area on the top of this particular landform about 60 meters away. This thing is at the base of it, a strange place for a structure. Our best guess? "Ceremonial*"
I've got a new place, settled in (with a room, a desk and everything) so I'll be updating this a bit more regularly (in other words: no month delay between posts).
So hang in there, you'll get your fix shortly.
*When an archaeologist calls something ceremonial there is a pretty good chance that what he or she really means is "We don't really know what it is. It has no clear function so we're going to assume it was some sort of ritual or ceremonial object." It's basically our catch-all, meaning "fuck if I know what that is!"
Welcome to Undead Naked Archaeology
Alright, a quick introduction, scroll down for actual posts:
This is where I'll update what I'm up to in the field, post pictures, or just vent about how much I hate poison ivy.
Why Undead Naked Archaeology? It's pretty simple really...I like zombies. But also, archaeologists have a bunch of striking similarities to zombies.
We often are dressed in tattered/worn clothing. We frequently smell bad. I in particular tend to speak in grunts (especially in the morning). Often as the heat scrambles our brains we shamble about muttering incoherently. We crave delicious brains. We also swarm like zombies...in a phase I archaeology project we're scattered widely, low density (just like a stage I zombie outbreak). When something shows up...we go to phase II. Denser...and with more of us. Again, like a zombie outbreak reaching stage II. Finally, as we find "stuff" supervisors and technicians alike come out of the woodwork to absolutely flood the field with zombies. I mean archaeologists. Mmm stage/phase III.
As for the "naked" part...well it just sounds cool...that's all. "Undead Naked Archaeology" sounds like those lame "co-ed naked xyx" shirts. So I'm kind of making fun of myself...I do that sometimes.
Posts below!
This is where I'll update what I'm up to in the field, post pictures, or just vent about how much I hate poison ivy.
Why Undead Naked Archaeology? It's pretty simple really...I like zombies. But also, archaeologists have a bunch of striking similarities to zombies.
We often are dressed in tattered/worn clothing. We frequently smell bad. I in particular tend to speak in grunts (especially in the morning). Often as the heat scrambles our brains we shamble about muttering incoherently. We crave delicious brains. We also swarm like zombies...in a phase I archaeology project we're scattered widely, low density (just like a stage I zombie outbreak). When something shows up...we go to phase II. Denser...and with more of us. Again, like a zombie outbreak reaching stage II. Finally, as we find "stuff" supervisors and technicians alike come out of the woodwork to absolutely flood the field with zombies. I mean archaeologists. Mmm stage/phase III.
As for the "naked" part...well it just sounds cool...that's all. "Undead Naked Archaeology" sounds like those lame "co-ed naked xyx" shirts. So I'm kind of making fun of myself...I do that sometimes.
Posts below!
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
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