I have personally excavated a human skull, buried by itself, with a square, probably perimortem hole in the middle of the forehead not unlike the hole that would be made if one drove a hand-made iron nail into the forehead of a recently-deceased person. (Context was 13th c. AD, Corinth, Greece.)
Yes, I am still up. I appear to be pulling an all-nighter to prepare for a 15-minute talk I am giving at 10am tomorrow. I am way too old for this shit, but I did not plan ahead and this is my punishment.
Why do you hammer a nail into the head of the recently dead? To let out the spirit? To let in the beetles? Zombie apocalypse scenarios?
My guess would be suspicion if witchcraft, but rural Byzantine folk beliefs are not my speciality.
yeah, that is my plan - dinner and a movie.
YAY dinner and a movie!
ION, I had a completely and utterly demoralizing day.
Have I mentioned I like bourbon?
It may make it hard(er) to get to work in the morning, but I also have chocolate at work.
I'm sorry Kat.
I am filled with angst and feelings of parental failure. We just cancelled Isaac's already delayed birthday party. Tomorrow. Oh! But there was no way to make it work.
I am filled with angst and feelings of parental failure.
1. Are both children alive? Yes!
2. Are both children loved? Yes!
3. Do both children receive consistent boundaries on behavior? Yes!
Success!
Yes they are loved and supported, but I still fucked up. Sigh
Oh, I'm sorry to hear about the house, Kat. I'm sure that you'll find the right new place.
Pup of the day has an adorable single eyepatch.
