Spent part of the afternoon in my office at work, polishing up my weapons. (The cadets are about to return to campus, you know.)
Anyway, I was in the midst of working on my sword — a beautiful battle-ready replica of the supposed sword of the Black Prince — when it struck me that perhaps, just perhaps, there aren’t many jobs where one is allowed to brandish blades in the office for the sake of instruction.
Thank God I’m a medievalist.
That is a very cool sword. So…when you say “battle-ready” are you expecting the cadets to be unruly this year? Or are we talking zombies?
Having now seen (via your site) King George’s concerns about zombies, I’m watching my back in both regards. Damn you, brain-eaters!
…there aren’t many jobs where one is allowed to brandish blades in the office for the sake of instruction. Thank God I’m a medievalist.
Yeah, it would such to be an anthropologist; they only get sticks. And archaeologists only get rocks!
Ah, but Indiana Jones *did* get the girls…