Happy Mothers’ Day to Queenie, too.
Here she is at Lerna, in Greece. Queenie is my “archaeological mother,” the woman who got me interested in the field when I was very young. I took this photo of her on my first trip to Greece when I was 16.
I am supposed to meet Danielle for dinner at 7.
It is now 6:30.
Prediction: Her text-message cancellation will arrive at 6:42.
‘“They cut the jaw off of it and wrapped it in electrical tape and used it to make a bong,” Officer Jim Adkins tells KRIV-TV.’
Ugh. What is wrong with people? Could they not find any of the other thousands of things that can be used for weed-smoking?
How did I not know there was a video for this song? One of my TH favorites.
I remember watching Stop Making Sense with Sage and the boys from Fly at my house once. Someone asked “What song’s coming up next?” Scott-Patrick looked at the box and said (phonetically) “Nave Melody.”
