I come to you tonight with bad news: I ran out of time.
It's my own fault, too. I honestly thought that I could write a fabulous, fabulous diary about Bad Books About Mysterious Egypt, work about five hours of overtime, review a book for an academic journal, donate platelets, have an extra choir practice, get my car repaired, sing at East Kingdom Coronation, and deal with some less than pleasant things at work all in one week, and still have time to do such trivial things as eat, sleep, exercise, feed the Double Felinoid, and occasionally take a bath.
Yeah. Not so much.
Thus it is that there will be no new diary this week. "Real Life comes first," we like to say around the Last Homely Shack, and boy oh boy did this week prove it. Something had to give, and since it was either Ancient Egyptian Idiocies or my sanity, well, I think you can guess which I -
no, really, you don't need to answer that, it's purely rhetorical, PUT AWAY THOSE BUTTERFLY NETS AND THE STRAITJACKET, I'LL BE GOOD I SWEAR I PROMISE AAAAAIIIEEEEEEEE
Anyway! Since there is no new diary this week, I thought I would leave you, my faithful readers, in the tender loving care of the GIANT TURKEY PUPPET O'DOOM with a couple of old diaries about Bad Archaeology and Worse History. I'll be back next week, bright-eyed, bushy-tailed, and with plenty of tales of self-taught Egyptologists, badly interpreted artifacts, and ghostwritten tales of magic and mayhem:
The Vikings of Rhode Island - or, why relying on one's deep knowledge of sea urchins does one no good when it comes to interpreting archaeology, geology, or anything but, well, sea urchins.
Crazy Cosmology and Non-Standard Scholarship - or, why intuition and a background in business are worthless when it comes to translating ancient Sumerian texts.
Incorruptible Saints and Jungian Madonnas - or, why mixing forged French pamphlets for the tourist trade with psychological archetypes does nothing to help fill in the gaps in art history.
Have fun, and try not to wreck the place, okay?
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Have you ever gotten overscheduled? Tried to review a book? Had a bad day at work? Been taken in by bad archaeology? Gather 'round the Burning Thingy Since I Ain't Got No Burning Man, and share....
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