...okay, not famous, but everybody wants me.
To sew for them.
I haven't forgotten how to write either. In fact, writing and sewing is about all I have been doing for the past two weeks! Paper writing and Federal period coat sewing. I'm not complaining, I love it, but I feel like I have claw hands. The Claw...THE CLAW!!!
It seems like very recently that summer seemed like forever and a day away, but it has been 70 all week, I bought some seedlings at the stinky hippy market in Kansas City last weekend, and summer is creeping up fast. I've already got archaeology week in June, We Will Rock You in June, the Box Hill Regency Picnic in June, 1812 Independence Day in July, Old Crow Medicine Show in Julyu, AND a trip to CALIFORNIA in July. We're going to go through Albuhkoikey (no wrong turns, though) and end up at Pismo Beach. Totally not shittin' ya. My brother is stationed at Vandenberg, which is near Pismo Beach, so you know I must do homage to Bugs Bunny!
Oh, and I've been watching a lot of Lucy Worsley documentaries. She's cute as a button, in spite of (really, even more so because of) her speech "impediment." Honestly, I didn't even realize that is what it was at first. I thought it was some kind of posh, intellectual British accent that I was previously unaware of. I mean, British officers used to pronounce their "r"s as "w"s, so why not? Hey, I'm 'Murican. What do I know? :)
And that made me giggle again--in a discussion about many Americans refusal to acknowledge the extent of French assistance in the Revolution, someone called that The Derpmerican Revolution. I think I love that person.
So, yeah, like I said as I was getting over my week-long hangover (gah!), neither #Tom Hiddleston or #Benedict Cumberbatch managed to show up to April trade fair. I think they must have gotten lost on the way, that's all. They have less than 2 months to get a better map and get to June Freak Fest...I mean..June fort. I would say, make sure to get accurate clothes, but honestly, June Rendezvous isn't really the most strict in that department. If Jack Sparrow can show up and talk to Abe Lincoln at an 18th century French fort in southern Illinois....welll....
So, generally reading journal articles for research is one of those full-pot-of-coffee ordeals. The journal article I have been reading this week, however, has really been a winner, and helped me put into actual, real, coherent words some of the vague thoughts that have been floating around my mind. It has to do with what the author calls "geographies of encounter." Not just physical boundaries, but metaphorical boundaries (frontier, border, etc) that cause us to think of groups of people on the other sides of those boundaries as "different." This really ties directly into the area I am studying, because it basically was a gigantic border for a number of different groups. Without getting fully into details (I will post my paper when it is done), this is the perfect description for my Creoles, and I have thoroughly enjoyed the journal article (not something you hear every day). It is by Tracy Neal Leavelle, if you care to read it.
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