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Signal-boost for
lesser_celery: Not One of Us is still alive!
Good things about yesterday: started the second season of Twin Peaks with
gaudior and
rushthatspeaks and made dandelion greens for dinner, sautéed with capers and garlic and lemon juice and vermouth (and cooked to death so that I could chew them) and served over wild garlic pasta. Received a care package of CDs and dried fish from
yhlee. Watched Gold Diggers of 1935 (1935) with
derspatchel. Someday we are going to program a Busby Berkeley marathon and everyone is going to stagger out of the theater seeing kaleidoscopic reflections of the sexiest pianos in the world.
Good things about today: walked into Harvard Square and back despite the blasting cold (bright-skied, sidewalks full of pigeons; I need to start carrying a camera) and spent the afternoon with my father at the Harvard Semitic Museum, which I had never properly visited before. It's free to the public. The first floor has a cutaway reconstruction of an Iron Age Israelite house—complete with sheep penned on the lower level; the family sleeps above where there is a niche in the wall for the household shrine, a meal is laid out and the loom stands ready for weaving—with accompanying descriptions of royal palaces and a painted reconstruction of the First Temple in Jerusalem. A retrospective of archaeological excavations at Giza is arrayed up the walls of the stairwell. We went straight to the third floor, because it's where the casts of Mesopotamian monuments are on display along with a selection of pottery, glassware, and metalworking from Cyprus. (As a direct result, I have just lent my father a book on ancient Cyprus. I thought I had another, but couldn't find it; my mother thinks I lent it to him years ago.) There is a wall-to-wall mural reproducing the decoration of the archaic bichrome jug where two sailors are depicted transporting a cargo of amphorae and a third is depicted taking a dump on a fish. Please remember at all times that the ancient world was so much more dignified than our own. The second floor features a new exhibit dedicated to the creation of the museum itself, starting with the private collections of the museum's founder David Gordon Lyon. I'm sorry not to have seen Nuzi and the Hurrians, but I suppose this is what happens when you live in a city for decades and completely miss that a museum exists. I had a lot of soup dumplings for dinner and just finished making a very fluffy bread pudding with Boston brown bread. I now own a 1946 system route map for the Boston Elevated Railway.
Richard III is being reburied in Leicester. Whatever the disagreements over his resting place, it sounds as though the ceremony was done well. It is making my mother happy; she has always cared about him.
Good things about yesterday: started the second season of Twin Peaks with
Good things about today: walked into Harvard Square and back despite the blasting cold (bright-skied, sidewalks full of pigeons; I need to start carrying a camera) and spent the afternoon with my father at the Harvard Semitic Museum, which I had never properly visited before. It's free to the public. The first floor has a cutaway reconstruction of an Iron Age Israelite house—complete with sheep penned on the lower level; the family sleeps above where there is a niche in the wall for the household shrine, a meal is laid out and the loom stands ready for weaving—with accompanying descriptions of royal palaces and a painted reconstruction of the First Temple in Jerusalem. A retrospective of archaeological excavations at Giza is arrayed up the walls of the stairwell. We went straight to the third floor, because it's where the casts of Mesopotamian monuments are on display along with a selection of pottery, glassware, and metalworking from Cyprus. (As a direct result, I have just lent my father a book on ancient Cyprus. I thought I had another, but couldn't find it; my mother thinks I lent it to him years ago.) There is a wall-to-wall mural reproducing the decoration of the archaic bichrome jug where two sailors are depicted transporting a cargo of amphorae and a third is depicted taking a dump on a fish. Please remember at all times that the ancient world was so much more dignified than our own. The second floor features a new exhibit dedicated to the creation of the museum itself, starting with the private collections of the museum's founder David Gordon Lyon. I'm sorry not to have seen Nuzi and the Hurrians, but I suppose this is what happens when you live in a city for decades and completely miss that a museum exists. I had a lot of soup dumplings for dinner and just finished making a very fluffy bread pudding with Boston brown bread. I now own a 1946 system route map for the Boston Elevated Railway.
Richard III is being reburied in Leicester. Whatever the disagreements over his resting place, it sounds as though the ceremony was done well. It is making my mother happy; she has always cared about him.

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You have not.
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These guys. The library may be able to get it for you on loan, or buy it for a streetcar fan and read it before giving it to them.
I feel it's relevant to your interests, or at least tangent to them.
The Met's exhibit on trade around the Mediterannean last year ("Assyria to Iberia") was very much relevant to your interests, and you might want to keep an eye out for the book. Libraries may get it---it was a great sourcebook, and the photos are pretty good.
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"Fascinating story of the longest trip by electric street railway: a charter from Utica, NY through Buffalo, Cleveland, Detroit, Fort Wayne, Indianapolis, Dayton and Columbus, covering about 2,000 miles before returning home."
As luck would have it, I live with a streetcar fan.
The Met's exhibit on trade around the Mediterannean last year ("Assyria to Iberia") was very much relevant to your interests
I literally found out about that exhibition today while sourcing a 3-D printer scan of a winged genius relief for my father: I'm trying not to feel bereft. This winter sucked incomprehensibly, but I'd have made time for it if I'd known. It looked amazing. Thanks for letting me know there's a book at least.
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!!!!!!!!
Where do I get one?
Also, do you have anything on "women at the window" sculptures? I am deeply intrigued by those.
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Here, apparently. If you want a lamassu, it's misidentified as a centaur.
Also, do you have anything on "women at the window" sculptures? I am deeply intrigued by those.
I haven't seen any 3-D models for them, but I'll keep my eyes out.
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I seriously think it hides. It's right there if you go out the door of the Peabody Museum of Archaeology and Ethnology, pretty much literally across the street on Divinity Avenue. But everybody goes in and out of the Peabody through the Museum of Comparative Zoology, so who notices? It's worth tracking down.
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I think the religion would have been wrong no matter what, since even modern forms of Catholicism are not identical to the services Richard would have heard in his lifetime, but I feel that trying to reconstruct one of those would also have been wrong, because he wasn't buried with ceremony in the fifteenth century. All that time really has passed; there's no point in trying to imitate it. It won't change history and it shouldn't. I just hope whatever they got was as numinous as the occasion deserved.
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Do we know that he wasn't buried with ceremony at the time? Not with royal ceremony, obviously, but a proper - if quiet - funeral in the Greyfriars church? (I've been a bit narked by the news reports, which make it sound as if he was buried in the nearest car park - I do realise you weren't saying this).
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His original grave was a hasty, perfunctory one; he was more or less folded into it and there was nothing found with the bones. (The supposed arrowhead in his ribs turned out to be a Roman-era nail that was probably raked up by the gravedigging.) Henry didn't pay for a gravestone until ten years after Bosworth. I had the impression that whatever service he was buried with was probably the bare decencies and not much beyond. [edit] The University of Leicester has been asked this question so many times, it's in the FAQ.
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It is tiny and very awesome and I would happily go back with you. It's open till 4 pm daily except for Saturdays and the usual assortment of national holidays.
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If it ever happens, you will assuredly be invited. You were there for the brain-altering experience of The Gang's All Here, after all, so you should really get the chance to watch other people have the same thing happen to them.
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I'm really not sure why it's not better-known. Maybe it is and just no one in my circle knows about it. Maybe I just didn't ask them. The Iron Age house alone is a treasure.
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Thank you! I have grabbed it.