Archives for March, 2007

On-Line TV

I’m in the kitchen. My wife just sent me the most amazing link from the living room. TV Links Last weekend I missed the only TV show I watch, Six Feet Under, now being aired in its fifth season in Sweden. Since then, I’ve tried to find the missed episode on DC++ and BitTorrent, to…

Sometimes I run into these tricky issues that I find it hard to make up my mind about, like the moral aspects of prostitution. Another one is public healthcare aiding circumcision performed for cultural and religious reasons.

Stone architecture took off in Sweden from about AD 1100 onward, and we have quite a number of Romanesque-style churches preserved to various degrees. Many have been dated with dendrochronology. I’m no friend of the Church, but I do like churches. And so I’m saddened to learn that Östergötland, the Swedish province subject to my…

Genuine Advantage, My Ass

In recent years, I’ve bought three copies of a useful piece of software as part of package deals on computers. The software licences include free on-line upgrades, and hardly a week goes by without an offer of some tweak or patch to improve the workings of things. I gratefully partake. I’ve been a loyal customer…

Dear skeptical Reader, welcome to Aardvarchaeology and the 57nd Skeptics’ Circle blog carnival! I used to blog at Salto sobrius, and now Aard offers the same salad of archaeology, skepticism, books, music and general psychedelic whimsy. We’ve got some really good stuff on the carnival this time.

Stockholm Blogmeet 27 March

Dan, Kai, Thinker, Martin R, Paddy K, Tor, Martin C, Harald, Johnny. Last night’s blogmeet at Wirström’s pub in Stockholm was a great success. Counting myself and Paddy K, we were nine guys eating and talking and drinking for hours. After a while we recruited three lovely daycare ladies who took our picture and entertained…

Danish Gold Fibula and Ring

Archaeologists love preciousss metals. Not for their monetary value, but because they keep so well. Take a fine damascened sword whose blade ripples like water, so well balanced that you hardly feel its weight, and bury it: it will look like crap after a few centuries. Bury a golden object, and it will in most…

La Vice Anglais

When I was twelve I bought my first LP, a synth-pop creation by a British band popular with middle-class teens at the time. Here are snippets of Martin Gore’s lyrics to two of the songs. You’re feeling the boredom too I’d gladly go with you I’d put your leather boots on I’d put your pretty…

On Thursday 29 March I’ll be hosting the Skeptics’ Circle blog carnival. I’d like to see Aard readers represented: if you’ve written anything in a skeptical vein recently, feel free to send me a link!

Treehouse Ruin

Back in September, I wrote a piece about that common type of archaeological site, the abandoned treehouse. At these sites you’ll see rotting boards and beams hanging from clumsily bent nails on a group of trees, gradually collapsing to the ground. Perhaps some old shag pile carpet decomposing on the forest floor. The woods strewn…