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"archeologia"

"Od nowa deszcz, panowie, migocace luski
na grzbiet katedry, oblaza ulice i ruch uliczny
przechodzi do krwi. A mury, mury wlasnie
odslaniaja dziasla i zrzuca siodma skore

miasto czterdziestu bankow, widac doskonale
z poprzednich sezonow niearyjskie sklepy,
jeszcze burmistrzowa przeglada sie w witrynie.
I niearyjskie bezwstydne sklepowe wydaja drobne,

prawie niewidoczne, i dworzec wciaz wlada
jezykami siedmiu demonow, ogniem, para, sadza,
a corka maszynisty puszcza do mnie oko,
az marszczy sie skora w niepublicznych miejscach.

I chociaz znowu deszcz, panowie, jest
przeciez szansa na cieple mieszkanko."

Tomasz Rozycki, 2000.

dzisiaj pakowalam ksiazki zeby zabrac z powrotem do rodzicow. wpadl mi w oko tom od ojca. nie wiadomo dlaczego skojarzyl mi sie z toba, f.;-)

k.

georgie porgie

o.k. so some of you heard me talking about george s. (allright, drooling about him) as of lately.
today i finally emailed the cbc to ask for tickies to 'the hour' for when i'm in t.o. for the holidays...
gawsh....i'm going to meet strombikins! in person!
to celebrate here's a link to the gemini skit, which i missed when it aired.
oh, and btw, i only objectify him for his mind.

giggle, giggle, giggle...

k.

one word meme

found on a blog i read...

1. Yourself: worrier
2. Your spouse:unknown
3. Your hair: modified
4. Your mother: indescribable
5. Your father: shy
6. Your favorite item: laptop
7. Your dream last night: lost
8. Your favorite drink: coffee
9. Your dream car: whatever
10. The room you are in: living/study
11. Your ex: forgotten
12. Your fear: fear
13. What you want to be in 10 years: prof
14. Who you hung out with last night: laptop
15. What you're not: coldblooded
16. Muffins: rarely
17: One of your wish list items: airplane
18: Time: afternoon
19. The last thing you did: shower
20. What you are wearing: housepants
21. Your favorite weather: sunny
22. Your favorite book: many
23. The last thing you ate: crepes
24. Your life: progressing
25. Your mood: fresh
26. Your best friend: plural
27. What you're thinking about right now: boyfriend
28. Your car: bike
29. What you are doing at the moment: procrastinating
30. Your summer: thesis
31. Your relationship status: singleton
32. What is on your TV: ikea
33. What is the weather like: saskatchewanean
34. When was the last time you laughed: yesterday

consider yourself tagged! remember, one word only, no cheating!
:D

k.

she just wants a roomy bath of her own

narnia

white on white

reflected celebrity

check this out! i don't normally watch this show (the host is cute but waaaay too much into personifying indie) but i guess now i'll have to;-P
i'll keep you updated as to when they're going to air it. i know some of you don't have cable so i'll find out if it's gonna be available for downloading as well.
cheers,

k.

change of wardrobe

my procrastination knows no bounds so i did some pre-holidays twicking. not sure whether i'll keep it this way...let's test it for now, shall we?

any reaction?

k.

poppy in winter

from the diary of an old woman 2

weather cooperation: -18, so nil.
still sore from sweet boy, the therapist. i mean, the massage. whole self cracking loudly but in better spirits.
the historical archy contingent (plus extras) leaving for chacmool conference in calgary tomorrow. they are driving en masse so they can better group hyperventilate on the way there.

i can still see the democrats' gleeful little faces from tuesday. what's it gonna be called when they'll have a demo government and we -- con?

k.

mortimer

(art by k., lyrics by robert munsch 1983)

congratulations to new parents, carrie e. and b.rock! to check out the pics link to carrie's blog on the right.

k.

is it storytime yet? is it, is it, is it??

how i suprise myself sometimes

my last night's dream was about how apples came to be fruits of sin.
yeeaa...
someone's been reading too much weird crap before bed...

k.

happy hallowe'en!!!

the familiars are gathering

"In October
I'll be host
to witches, goblins
and a ghost.
I'll serve them
chicken soup
on toast.
Whoopy once
whoopy twice
whoopy chicken soup
with rice."

Maurice Sendak, from "Chicken Soup with Rice"

barbie gets ready for her favourite holiday

i hit the culture wall!

o.k., so i've finally watched the legendary film "hiroshima mon amour", directed by alain resnais, screenplay by marguerite duras (the movie "the lover" was based on her book), 1959.
i don't know if i've become so completely blo@$bus%^erized (eeemposeeebul!) or i'm just too young (whoohoo!) but i didn't get the legendary-iness. and i found myself fidgeting. or was the experience supposed to make me uncomfortable? i'm lost.
my favourite thing was the 2003 interview with the actress who potrayed the female lead, emmanuelle riva (wow. what elegance, what youth, what serenity).
anyone of you seen it? wanna explain it to me?
k.
ps. yes, i do get the part about war, peace, love, memory etc.

update

from a diary of an old woman

can't write anymore (8pm), my back is killing me. managed to step outside my hole today, and went into thermal shock (albeit of the pleasant category). it was 10 degrees out. hahahaheheheh!
got milk and maclean's: "the internet sucks".
two people made me laugh (on the phone and via chat), a very good daily score.

should i go turn on the telly now?
ah, i'm so easily persuaded.

what have you been up to, my wee 'bit' monkies? hmmm?
k.

sneaky

fetish

one of many, as you know...

yoda says, do it every day you must!

hahah! this is interesting to say the least;-) so, what do you think? hmmmm??? eh, eh, eh?
i dare ya...
k.

random post #48

home from the job. couldn't open the door on arrival at 11pm. it was blocked by a package from mother. full of, what else, chocolate (fancy kind too!:-)
she knows i'm too shy to go trick-or-tricking.

have no idea what i did all day. must have been fun 'cause i feel mellow.

now to bed again, with chocolate, tea and a book about spinoza (don't you roll your eyes at me. i know you're doing it! my spy hound is watching you...)

(girl friday, friend for a day)

happy sunday, people.
k.

i wanna do that!

for nisse and michelle

is this someone's idea of a joke?

last night while smoking in front of nisse's building...

in good news though, one of the founding members of my personal posse is in town on a visit! here she is pulling her usual stunt, skirting away out of view of my nikon...(almost like someone on a chocolate frog card)

k.

electronic ethnography?

this is what now appears when one logs out of flickr.
what'd you gals and boys think about the idea?
nu?
you like, you hate?

k.

brain twitch du jour

... I have always loved and done all that I could to be loved. I was born for the opposite sex. All of my life I was the victim of my senses. I have delighted in going astray. Cultivating pleasure was always the chief business of my life ...
Giacomo Girolama Casanova

cartoon du jour 2 (or, 'from the memoirs of a young blogger...')

have a great friday, everyone!

k.

thursday night on tcm

groucho marx -- a genius and a democrat.
groucho marx on the dick cavett show.
i was literarily sitting there taking notes.
must get my hands on his books (apparently he wrote several! why didn't i know this before?) and the dvds of the show.

k.

ps. the dick cavett show is worth it's own post. holy gods of the sparkling wit!
next week on the show: katherine hepburn (another hero of mine)

'ex-us'

'experience us!' 2006 (annual univ. event for high school seniors) day 1 went well, with groups of eager, bright, young faces roaming the campus, including the archy building.
inspired by the electric yellow of their event apparel the grad students had a jug of extraextra black coffee each, to better simulate the look of friendliness and ecstatic energy the university requires from us on such occasions...
k.

recommended 2

recently finished this, and have already raved about it to some of you. but, then thought to myself, why not rave some more?
the topic itself is probably more for those amongst you of the female persuasion, but it is also beatiful prose, and there are some nice references to history of nova scotia.
available widely in bookstores and libraries across canada.

k.

house of plenty

i've promised you a thanksgiving edition post, but now i'm too full of carbs to think straight. my roomates, you see, made full thanksgiving dinner. i, um...made flower arrangements for the table and wore a pretty dress, and...er, my kitchen is too small to cook, yea, that's the one i was looking for!
wish i had red wine, though, to help me digest all that...*sigh*

instead, kitten and i are now going to curl up and wait for our bellies to flaten on their own.

hope you've all had a productive day, 'cause i sure didn't.
and that's something a girl can be thankful for.

k.

in preparation for thanksgiving...

Strange is our situation here on Earth. Each of us comes for a short visit, not knowing why, yet sometimes seeming to divine a purpose. From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: that man is here for the sake of other men – above all for those upon whose smiles and well-being our own happiness depends.
-- Albert Einstein –


stay tuned for the thanksgiving day edition,
yours,
k.

sunday walk to a coffee joint

week two

of consulting is just a memory and i don't even know how it happened. it's like being in limbo, waiting for the next life to come and claim you. for now, i must go and look at two chapters simultaneously.


k.

shanah tovah vemetukah!

happy new year, everyone! here's hoping it'll be a good one, peaceful yet exciting, full of romance, academic and professional successes and financial abundance.
and a very, very, very sweet year;-)

holiday hugs to all
from your

k.

k. in the wild

wow. shovel shaving is WEIRD. i'm becoming so fast with the spade i might just have to start double fisting, sh.sh.-ing with the left and producing notes with the right;-P
also, learning about plains archaeology hands-on is something that should be experienced mandatory style by every new resident of this province.
like working 10 hr days. i sleep like an infant afterwards;-D
and, i can't believe i'm admitting to this, but i'm starting to understand the obsession with the square trowel...don't get to hasty with the triumphal looks yet though. my loyalty to my 7 yr old, triangular marshaltown remains firm. but i can see the allure of the other team.

all in all, a good week. but i had no idea human body also included muscles in armpits...how do you stretch those?!

k.

p.s. hot chocolate saves lives

consulting archaeology virgin no more

that's right, my wee 'bit' monkies, i am off to get lost in the boreal forest, right here
i will be back on friday afternoon/evening.
if i can fit everything in my backpack that is...*k. pauses to jump up and down on a hill of rain gear, archy equipment and chocolate*
stay tuned for the report next weekend.

k.

ps. apparently this place is also the current diamond mining capital of the world. who knew. more about that some other time

luck in a pot

last night margaret k., historical archaeologist and prof, hosted the annual department potluck at her lovely home. food was tasty, fire warm, people chatty.
good times.
afterwards heather took the more restless among us to a pubcrawl at the pat, dolly denise came along, of course, where we danced the night away.

k.
ps. more in flickr, as always

the weather is abysmal

so my thoughts stray to such delights of my girly heart as...yes, frocks.
i've found some photos of the store fronts of my favourite israeli designer, naama bezalel, and here they are for you to take a peek. the themes of the designs come from the 1940s, 50s and 60s, and the dresses are usually the best part of the current collection.
i've only been to the smaller one (above), located on sheinkin street, in the hippest and most chic part of tel aviv. the bigger one is on dizengoff st, and i'll be setting up a special fund soon, so as to squirrel-up some $ for the next time i return to that fabulous place! let's hope our brave canadian loonie keeps its high position on the currency market, eh?

happy weekend, everyone!

k.

seen & heard 4

in cara's a**h!!2 class this morning.

laptop girl: diligently typing in cara's every word
jock boy: grinning flirtaciously,"that's a good way of taking notes. does it help remembering too?"
lg: "no, it's about the same", goes on typing

moral: don't flirt with me when i'm learning about absolute dating techniques, dumbnut.


cara's a good lecturer, though today she was worried about the amount of material she had to unload on her wee students in just one short hour. personally, i think she did rather well. she's got excellent interactive skills, uses humour generously, and encourages the youngsters to ask questions and think critically. her class is on the large side but students take participation and ask questions and answer verbal pop quizes like little angels. i wonder if it's not simply because their prof is so approachable and friendly;-) though of course there is a chance they are interested in archaeology too. (incidentally, no striking eye candy, but lots of interesting faces).


on the home front, k. reports that there have been some developments in the south corner of her living room. see below.

(s.m. on loan from shane w.)

k.

look what i found

i vant, i vant.

k.

cartoon du jour 2

consider yourself warned.

k.

k. gets around

a rather full saturday, what with kristen leaving for the uk, and holding court at calories, and kim's house warming, which turned into a till-dawn affair, your correspondent was getting a whole lot of use out of her party clothes...

k.

ps. more picks in flickr

mrs. dolly enters stage left

this is mrs. dolly.
here she can be seen, still in her traveling disguise
and here you can see that she's having trouble adjusting to her new life on the prairies.

oh, the strange inhabitants! so overly and bizzarely friendly!
"i want to return to my snooty ontario haven!", laments mrs. d.
"miss gibson, miss gibson, do take me back. do!"