The paleontologists I know wear jeans and ratty Grateful Dead tshirts. OK, one of them does. The footprint one. I don't really know what my cousin wears, most pictures have him in a flannel shirt.
Doesn't so much make for a good costume, though.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
The paleontologists I know wear jeans and ratty Grateful Dead tshirts. OK, one of them does. The footprint one. I don't really know what my cousin wears, most pictures have him in a flannel shirt.
Doesn't so much make for a good costume, though.
Wouldn't a paleontologist have pretty much the same outfit when they were in the field?
Well yeah, but with less style.
I was asssuming they identified themselves as archaeologists.
If they were palaeontologists it was a very cool costume idea. If they were archaeologists it makes me cry.
As much as 400 year old poop makes you cry?
Lets say some archaeologists dig up some old ruins and come across across an ancient palaeontology museum, complete with dinosaur bones.
Then what happens?
They change outfits!
As much as 400 year old poop makes you cry?
Those are tears of joy, Trudy. Tears of sweet, smelly joy.
Lets say some archaeologists dig up some old ruins and come across across an ancient palaeontology museum, complete with dinosaur bones.
Then what happens?
We call in the Creationists.
We call in the Creationists.
You should see THEIR outfits!
You should see THEIR outfits!
Pastel pith helmets?
Like, adults trick-or-treating house to house without kids? They would probably get a "Yo, Peter Pan! You can take your VISA card into a candy store any day of the year!" from me.
I'm a bit torn about this. The adults I get are generally deeply under privileged...sometimes actual crack addicts. Tough to take a moral stand over Tootsie roll bites.
was asssuming they identified themselves as archaeologists.
Nope. That was totally my bad. I thought to call them Adventurers. Shoulda. But he, now I'm reminded of the difference in those noble professions. Sorry for the tears!
SFistas! I heard about the earthquake this morning on NPR. Freaky!
Aimee, you must dress up. Also, we are going to need lots of pictures.
Sue's living room is pretty, but I love that kitchen!
I am not in costume today (or at least not anymore than I am any other day-today is vaguely hippie/prairie girl as I have on a belted sweater, gauzy blue skirt, new cowboy boots! and bangles.) Tonight I shall be Jessica Rabbit, and hopefully Mr. Jane will be Eddie. I just discovered I can send photos from my phone directly to flickr, so keep an eye on that page tonight.