One man’s trash is an archaeologist’s dissertation
Someone just asked me to share my Archaeology Puns playlist with them after sending my the song Banded Clovis and honestly this is my moment
Yes. Especially if you stand in the middle of the parking lot of your local natural history museum.
I needed to do some work in my garden this morning that required some digging with a pickaxe and it’s been so long, since I’ve been in the field. I think might of gotten a little carried away when I found I found an old nail…
“Oh it happened in 3056 BC”
WHAT DOES THAT MEAN IM A PREHISTORIC ARCHAEOLOGIST GIVE ME THEM SWEET SWEET YEARS IN BP
Unpopular opinion from an archaeologist: golf courses are ball courts.
What if we napped on the backfill pile?
No I’m kidding…..unless??
The NaPoWriMo prompt for today is to make a list poem of made-up names.
Fair warning: Archaeologists tend to have a morbid, messed-up sense of humor. This is purely meant for laughs. (That being said, if you find anything super problematic, please let me know.)
- Accidental Grave Diggers
- Dirt Collectors
- Tiny Pieces of Rock Enthusiasts
- Bone Lickers
- ”I Don’t Dig Dinosaurs” (alternatively, Not-Paleontologists)
- Underfunded Metal Detectorists
- De-Construction Workers (Destruction Workers)
- Ancient Crime Scene Investigators
- NOT Indiana Jones
- Mosquito Food
- Mediocre Masochists
- Slowest Excavators in the World
- Professional Spoil Sports
- White Colonizers of the Dirt
- Building Permit Deniers
- Chert Diggers
- Professional Dumpster Divers
- Big Kids with Small Shovels
“Tarquinius Superbus. I dare any of you to name your first born that.”
- my world arch prof in the middle of a lecture on Rome.
We love to drink beer. We survive off of coffee. We will definitely use any excuse to stop working to eat and we spend all our time in holes in the ground.
Am I lame enough to name my paper (all about textile production) “A Whorl of Difference”? Yes. Yes I am.
When wind blows rotting cow your way
Run like hell
Then avoid return transect all day