Where are you working? A Reply to Cracked’s “6 Things Movies Don’t Show You About Being an Archaeologist”
I used to read Cracked all the time. I went away from it a bit as I 1) was finishing the dissertation and didn’t have the time and 2) found power sources…
Happy: Violet Stars Happy Hunting! (feat. the Skunks) -Janelle Monae
Love: Ain’t that Love? - Ray Charles
Hate: I Hate Myself for Loving You - Joan Jett
Light: No Light, No Light - Florence + the Machine
Dark: Dancing in the Dark - Bruce Springsteen
Good: With a Good Criminal Heart - The World Inferno/Friendship Society
Bad: Addicted to Bad Ideas - The World Inferno/Friendship Society (two in a row!)
Smile: The Disarming Smile - The World Inferno/Friendship Society (there’s more variety in my library than this I swear!)
Cry: Crying Time - Ray Charles
Girl: Drunk Girls - LCD Soundsystem
Boy: Altar Boy - Tom Waits
Always reblog the Evil Giraffe
my favourite thing ever
Col. Jack Reeves of the British Army holds up a tank while others fetch a replacement tread.
Col. Jack was known among the troops for his extraordinary strength and cool composure. Fighting on the German Front for most of WW2, he recorded 72 confirmed kills, almost 7 of them Germans. His aim was said to be sub-par but he remained in the service because of his talent for lifting heavy objects and throwing them at the enemy, or at least in their general direction.
In the midst of battle on May 9th 1945, Reeves threw two Jeeps, one boulder and two riflemen over the Berlin Wall, taking out an entire regiment of the Ring Deutscher Pfadfinderinnenverbände, and he went on fighting for several months after. As the war had ended on May 8th, Reeves was committed to the DCMH where he remained until his escape in 1949, when he threw a water fountain through the window and ran away. He was never seen again.
A memorial to Col. Jack stands in Boston in the United States, because neither Britain nor Germany wanted it.
I imagine that this movie would be much more enjoyable if all the dialogue were replaced with those from Kate Beaton’s comics
DAISY WHERE IS THE BABY
Downsides of going on an Oingo Boingo binge: getting Little Girls stuck in your head for most of the day and trying to not to even hum it in public.