The Rantings Of A Febrile Mind

It is always faintly disturbing when you find that, in order to do research into your chosen area of archaeological theory and practice, you are spending more time looking at technical papers and the hypothetical wish-lists of the great and good, than you do at established journals and books. I am also learning to be wary of the words “in print”, “forthcoming paper”, and most dreaded of all, the phrase “we talked about this at TAG last year and it sounded like fun!”

I had come to accept that, given the rate of change in the field of computing and archaeology, I would have to be wary of things written six years ago. I hadn’t, until today, quite grasped the fact that it would behoove me to be wary of articles written as little as six months ago.

This is the position I find myself in.

It seemed like a good idea back in February, when initial discussions for a dissertation topic were underway. Something exciting, fresh, and new that hadn’t been looked into yet. Roll on April, an attempt to compile some form of basic bibliography, and an incipient nervous breakdown. Not one article in the pile on the floor has (1) come from a published book, or (2) got a publication date before 2002. I lie. One has a date of 1999, but that is purely theoretical in bent, talks only of the potential of ICT systems, and is positively antidiluvian in its out look anyway. Add to that there only seems to be ten names making any sense in the field as it is, the growing appreciation that as a post-grad I am rapidly reaching, if not the same, then the level just below, that of these people, and you have one Cas wishing she was back digging in a hole somewhere on the Isle of Man. At least I got a good tan that summer!

On With The Show

This might be a good time to explain to y’all what this Blog is going to
be about. Quite simply it will be whatever I feel the need to share or
unburden myself about at the moment. I have increadibly vague plans
for the future to do with… but that would be telling 😉

For now at least, read, hopefully enjoy, and go look around the ‘Holm for a more indepth tour through my deranged little mind.

The Rest Holm Times – Archive: April 2005

05-04-2005
Traitor

I feel all traitorous for even thinking of doing this, but ah well. Go, view my blog – Blog. A work in progress, as always. I am in the process of changing things around, so this won’t be the first bit of upheaval you’re going to be seeing. Also, I should be working on uni stuff, so it will look rough-and-ready for a while. Enjoy.

Blame the BBC

Well I’ve finally done it. Whether it is a good thing or not remains to be seen, but I have finally done it. Done what?! I hear you cry? Joined that (apparently) rapidly growing global community of ‘bloggers’. Blame the BBC Online news service and their continued articles, especially one today. The proverbial straw – http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/4397899.stm

For the past… For ages, I have been growing progressively more and more fed up with the hosting of the ‘Holm, and that, combined with the fact the News page was the only thing really growing on the site, made me decide to start a proper blog. In the future, when I get around to paying for proper hosting, hopefully this blog will nest nicely inside that website, but for now, consider this your first place to look. I will point you in the direction of any changes to the ‘Holm when (if) they occur.

So, for now, whilst I go and make this blog look as snazzy as a predetermined template can be, toodles

*huggles*

Cxxx

The Rest Holm Times – Archive: April 2005

01-04-2005 (evening)
The Oven Strikes Back

Well, the curse of the oven strikes again. I was trying to make some flapjacks and I put them in the oven at the requisite 180 degrees. According to the recipe, JannyFlaps take 20-25 minutes, but I always check things after 10 minutes because our oven is pants and can’t cook things evenly. This time, I go back into a kitchen filled with smoke: once more, the oven has cooked insanely above temperature and incinerated the poor tray of flapjacks. 🙁 Possibly more worrying is that the smoke alarm didn’t go off… Ah well, the birds are going to have something tasty to eat tomorrow. *sigh*

The Rest Holm Times – Archive: April 2005

01-04-2005
A fluffy blue unicorn called ‘Kitty’

The fair has come to Southampton so, what else can a girl and her flatmate do, but go to the fair? Jo and myself went on Thursday afternoon, managed to spend nearly twenty quid between us, and have nothing to show for it bar one fluffy top hat wearing snake tied in knots a-piece, a plastic bow and arrow set (Jo’s pride and joy), and a fluffy blue unicorn creature called Kitty.

An explanation of sorts for the name I feel is in order. A couple of nights ago I had a very odd dream, the presence in which of a three-foot long, Bagpuss-striped, fluffy worm calling itself Kitty was only just the oddest part. I don’t normally remember my dreams, though lately I have had some with a recurrent Millfield (people from) theme that have freaked the crap out of me, so waking up with the full plot of the Kitty dream fresh in my mind was odd in and off itself. An attempt to explain the dream to Jo only lead to her even firmer in her convictions of my insanity, and a fresh appreciation of how bizare a worm called Kitty was. And then I won the unicorn-creature. When you see it you might understand why it could only be called Kitty. It took me five minutes before I realised it even was a unicorn!

Sorry for the dodgy quality of the pic, but I only have my camera-phone at the moment. Ooh, and look at my shiny keyboard and dual-screen goodness! *gloat* (Ignore the OED being used as a stand. That will be remedied when father dear gets all creative with some wood and kitchen-cupboard legs…)