Friday, October 17, 2008
I thought the archaeology dig was going to be done today, but we have to go back on Monday to finish a few things.
Allen taking pictures.
We finished a couple of Early Ceramic (A.D. 50-600) or Hohokam (A.D. 800-1300) period pithouses. They are shallow pits cut into the ground, some with postholes where posts once held up the roof.
Pithouse.
Most of them have a little plastered fire hearth right in front of the entranceway.
Fire hearth.
We had a couple of tours today and during one an archaeologist pointed out that one of them had an earlier pithouse showing up in its floor. It was another round one that dates back to about 2,000 years ago. We are digging half of it and will have that done Monday.
Another pithouse.
So during the second tour I was showing off a slab-lined cooking pit to 24 7th graders and suddenly I felt something crawling in my pants. A huge black ant had taken a journey into my crotch and as I was explaining life in the past it started biting my penis. Over and over again. Nothing I could do, since I was being asked a lot of questions and could not suddenly run off to scream in agony. So I gamely stood there as Mr. Ant stung me some more. Afterwards my penis burned for about an hour. It was very painful, but I survived.
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Allen taking pictures.
We finished a couple of Early Ceramic (A.D. 50-600) or Hohokam (A.D. 800-1300) period pithouses. They are shallow pits cut into the ground, some with postholes where posts once held up the roof.
Pithouse.
Most of them have a little plastered fire hearth right in front of the entranceway.
Fire hearth.
We had a couple of tours today and during one an archaeologist pointed out that one of them had an earlier pithouse showing up in its floor. It was another round one that dates back to about 2,000 years ago. We are digging half of it and will have that done Monday.
Another pithouse.
So during the second tour I was showing off a slab-lined cooking pit to 24 7th graders and suddenly I felt something crawling in my pants. A huge black ant had taken a journey into my crotch and as I was explaining life in the past it started biting my penis. Over and over again. Nothing I could do, since I was being asked a lot of questions and could not suddenly run off to scream in agony. So I gamely stood there as Mr. Ant stung me some more. Afterwards my penis burned for about an hour. It was very painful, but I survived.
