It looks like another week has come and gone, and I couldn't be happier. This week was obnoxious and weird. In fact, today was even more surreal than normal. This morning I was shanghaied into hauling big heavy boxes of hammer stones out of the anthropology building and driving them over to the mostly abandoned Bell building near the edge of campus. They were some extremely well crafted hammer stones representing the artifactual remains of a culture 1000's of years dead, etc. etc. However, each box was still essentially a crate full of rocks. Meaning each one weighed about 80 pounds, and actually caused several of my vertebrae to fuse into a solid mass.

At any rate, after everything was loaded into the truck, we drove over to the old Bell building and unloaded there. It turns out the final destination of these hapless hammer stones was to be a dingy, grimy basement with rows and rows full of thousands of long since forgotten artifact boxes stretching off into infinity, bringing to mind that one scene at the end of Raiders of the Lost Ark. Well, at least George Lucas got something right about archaeology.