Finally.  There are some red hot pokers in my academic fire.  If everything goes according to plan, they might bring hot stabbity death to my lack-luster resume.

The first poker I proposed is to mine the archives for commercially viable data, then jump through the fiery hoops of publication.  This idea has been met with enthusiasm by one of ( Read more... )

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Dreamt that I was Cate Blanchett.  First  I was flirting with Johnny Depp in his Dillinger role.  Then I was homesteading.  I had traveled by rail to my parent's cabin for the reading of their will.  About a dozen shady-eyed siblings sat alongside me.  Outside one window there was a clear view of the mountains, and the snow falling gently on tall ( Read more... )

I was a very productive young lady this weekend.

Saturday UPenn was holding an Archives Conference specifically for some visiting German scholars.  I snuck into the first half of the lecture series and was surprised to find the attendance sparse.  When they broke for lunch I decided to get something to eat at Penn's awesome bookstore.  By the time ( Read more... )

Hooked onto the tail end of a Drexel archivist meeting last night.  I'm very fortunate, the staff includes me in the department as though I am a member; despite my amateur standing.  Future meetings will include book and blog reviews pertinent to the minutiae involved in keeping a collection.  Topics will cover historical relevance and privacy and ( Read more... )

Boyfriend and I turned off the tv and brainstormed writing ideas last night.  It was great until my PMS-RAGE reared its ugly head.  Look, goddamnit, that cat should know by now not to bite mommy.  Woo, I spanked his little bottom and while he fled the room, I know Boyfriend was thinking he ought to do the same.  Heh, fear the estrogen.

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Cock shit damn fuck hell.

I can't fit into my pants.  Correction: I can't fit into 8 pairs of my pants.  And seeing as it is a tit bit chilly outside today I can't make due wearing capris.  I shouldn't be so upset though.  Those pants are easily 5+ years old.  They needed to be replaced, I just hadn't expected to have to replace them today.

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Man, there's nothing like turning on NPR in the morning and hearing financial gurus repeatedly say Don't Panic.  Every day this week it's been.  Can you feel the zen-like calmness evoked by quoting Douglas Adams?

So far so good on the running front.  Although you may not call it running.  I'm ... jogging (?) a 12 minute mile at this point and only ( Read more... )

In honor of Sarah Palin:

Vintage feminist ads ganked from Found In Mom's Basement:

( Cut for godlessness )

Dreamt that I was in the Robotech universe, only instead of a space ship, I was piloting a house.  Khyron had literally fallen to a parking lot in Wisconsin from space.  I landed the house next to him and we dodged redneck kids who were shooting at us.

Note to self: people with Crohns should not eat microwave popcorn every day for a week.  You will ( Read more... )