what are normal things that happen in field archaeology? and what does an archaeologist look like
Ok, normal things that happen in the field, according to my experience and to my friends’ (we haven’t had the chance to go to field school together yet, but hopefully this is the year!):
-it’s too sunny to see the stratigraphy
-it’s too cloudy to see the stratigraphy
-is this a sherd or a rock?
-”Wear the Indiana Jones hat proudly”, says the Professor
-”Clean this structure!”, says Professor; «but it’s just a bunch of roots…», thinks student; Professor stomping around excavation area; Professor is beauty and grace and eventually trips on and destroys said structure; Professor and student look at each other; “I always knew it wasn’t important,” says Professor
-you no longer fill your lungs with air, but with dust and dirt
-you no longer cry tears, but mud
-”Look, I’m digging white dirt!” exclaims rookie student; “You destroyed a bone,” says veteran student
-headquarters in the middle of nowhere, nights dark and chilly, forest all around… it is time for creepy stories
-night stroll interrupted upon seeing a pair of big round eyes shining in the dark; “IT’S A LION!!!”; night stroll becomes marathon for survival
-black spot on the wall; black spot moves; black spot is a spider; bring a bucket and a pickaxe and the big shovel and maybe we should call the Professor to help us
-call the Professor
-”Can you pass me the thing?”; “Can you hold me the thing while I measure the thing for the thing?”; “Did you see my thing?”; “Look at the thing I found!”; “Where’s the bucket for special things?”
-building new hills and valleys and mountains with all the dirt covering the Main Objective: you are the Destroyer and Creator of Worlds
-The Good Professor: “Kids, time for the mid-morning snack!” and “Kids, hide everything, it’s lunch time!”
-The Bad Professor: “You are doing it wrong.” and “Stop contaminating my archaeological site with biscuit crumbs, who told you to eat anyway???”
-”If the boars come, drop everything and climb to the trees.”
-who needs sunscreen when you have ochre?
-”Take your feet off my square!”
-metalhead girl finds first piece of bronze of that year’s campaign: let the metal-puns begin!
-Professor brings portable chair; Professor installs portable chair between two glorious oaks; Professor picks a square for himself, sits on dirt and works
-sharing the back of the jeep with material, samples, colleagues and Professor’s portable chair
-you know you’re going on an archaeological mission when the jeep is old and uncomfortable
-old and uncomfortable jeeps are the best
-overloaded jeep going up and down the mountain, brakes might not work; “We trust you with our lives, (name of the doctorate student driving the jeep). No pressure.”
-look at all these sherds!
-turns out you broke a once perfectly intact jar/dish/whatever, we’ll only know what’s this crap once we glue it back together
-”IT’S A STELE!!” yells rookie student, pointing a piece of broken marble
-”I found a pretty shell in that shell midden!”
-digging Roman ruins wearing no hard hat = YOLO
-asking the metalhead girl the secret behind walking around with safety boots when it’s 35ºC
-disconnected from the world
-waking up at 6 a.m. to the Indiana Jones theme; chicken and pork for breakfast; pick up Professor at 7 a.m.; work starts at 8 a.m.; everybody is joyful and happy and it is a beautiful day
-”A friend just called from (some other Professor’s excavation site); do you guys want to hear the gossip???”
-gossip is a sexual scandal, everybody laughs and is very happy to be in the opposite side of the country
-field stick-men drawing
-Professor fell asleep on his square
-”Do we have insurance?” asks rookie student; “What the fuck is that?” asks veteran student
An archaeologist looks like the hate child of a Special Ops and a partisan.
FP Jones/Andrews Family/Riverdale imagines - Oh Dear Part 1
AN: It’s so awkward when nearly the whole fandom is in love with the teenage boys on the show and I’m over here obsessing over the DILFs and the girls of the show. So I wrote this to see who else adores the daddies of Riverdale. This will be a series so stick around for more if you love this serpent as much as I.
Summary: You’re Archie’s old sister and you have a thing for a certain serpent
Pairing: Reader x FP Jones, Sister!Reader x Archie Andrews, Daughter!Reader x Fred Andrews
Word count: 1,967
Warnings: Well, FP is clearly older than the reader in this fic, none really
It all started when you were younger. Jughead’s Dad came over one night to talk to Jughead. Jughead was round for a sleepover with your younger brother Archie and FP came round because he had some news, about what, you didn’t know. But what you did know was in that moment you realised you were utterly attracted to your younger brother’s best friend’s Dad. That was the moment you knew you were screwed.
im fuDCKIGnskdfj … im putting this under a cut because it’s UGLY and VERY uncanny valley creepy disgusting because it’s that fotogenerator thing and also because i dont wanna clog the tag so . just a heads up lmao
Notes: Lemme tell ya about my love for FP Jones, its huge and everyone can fight me okay. And ya’ll can’t tell me he ain’t one of the hottest dad’s you’ve ever seen. Inspired by the song With Arms Wide Open by Creed.
Word Count: 1219
Warnings: The feels.
Disclaimer: I do not own this gif, or FP Jones, so if you own either, let me know and I’ll give you full credit. I do own this work.
The Daily Derriere, October 8, 2016, "Eve of Construction"
This illustration was done for Drummer Magazine, back in 1984. I was using it as a inking exercise. My goal was to work in mainstream comics. The feed back I received was that I didn’t have the requisite drawing/inking chops. So I was exercising my inking/drawing chops in pieces like this.