Skeleton Games

The archaeological adventures of an osteoarchaeology postgrad.

Support for women in the sciences

scigrrrl:

On Friday I gave a talk at my college’s spring symposium on women in sciences. I was extremely excited leading up to it - expecting all of those who have articulated their support for my project, especially those in the sciences, to be in the audience when I reached to podium. And…

Archaeologists Assemble!

Hey guys, I’m in need of a little bit of unusual help. I need to decorate my new office and have been trying to find some good quality archaeology posters/prints that aren’t super expensive (less than $30 is preferred), but I’m just not finding anything I like online.

Anyone have any suggestions of places to look? Or even know of any posters that I might like??

fuckyeahforensics:

Submerged car was found in Brule Creek in South Dakota in September 2013. (top)

Pamella Jackson, left, and Cheryl Miller, both 17, disappeared in May 1971 as they were driving to a party near Elk Point, S.D. (bottom)

The families of Pamella Jackson and Cheryl Miller, who were both 17 at the time they disappeared, issued that one-sentence reaction after state officials confirmed that the girls were the ones whose bodies were found last year in a car at the bottom of a creek.

They died after a roadway accident that sent their 1960 Studebaker plunging into Brule Creek near the town of Elk Point on May 29, 1971, South Dakota Attorney General Marty Jackley said at a news conference in Elk Point on Tuesday.

The car lay wheels up at the bottom of the creek for 42 years until last September, when a drought in the region dropped the creek’s level low enough for it finally to be found.

There was no suspicion of foul play and no evidence that drugs or alcohol involved, Jackley said — sweeping away various theories raised over the years that Pamella and Cheryl might have been killed by a serial rapist or that they might have run away to start a new life.

Instead, their car simply ran off the road as they were on their way to a party at a nearby gravel pit, he said.

The headlight switch was turned on, the keys were in the ignition and none of their belongings were missing — Cheryl’s driver’s license was so well-preserved that it was still partly readable after 42 years under water, Jackley said.

But one of the tires was damaged, suggesting that they might have been the victims of a blowout as they crossed a bridge that was still under construction in 1971, he said.

"The evidence is consistent with a car accident," he said. "The case is closed."

Read the whole story here http://www.nbcnews.com/news/us-news/simple-car-accident-explains-deaths-girls-missing-42-years-n81246

detectivejane:

knightoflime:

Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who reads ancient scrolls written in a forbidden tongue and summons nightmarish beings from beyond the mortal plane.

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(via theladygoogle)

bemusedlybespectacled:

lucymontero:

lexkixass:

mooglemisbehaving:

gogogadgetgoatkins:

Mary Bowser, former slave of the Van Lew family, infiltrated the Confederacy by working as a servant in the household of Jefferson Davis. Bowser was assumed to be illiterate, and as a black woman was below suspicion. Practically invisible, she was able to listen to conversations between Confederate officials and read sensitive documents, gathering information that she handed over to the Union.
(From National Woman’s History Museum Facebook Page)

This needs to be a movie. Like, now.

I’d watch this movie.

How is this not a movie?

She is also the classiest lady. Look at that hat. Look at that dress.

bemusedlybespectacled:

lucymontero:

lexkixass:

mooglemisbehaving:

gogogadgetgoatkins:

Mary Bowser, former slave of the Van Lew family, infiltrated the Confederacy by working as a servant in the household of Jefferson Davis. Bowser was assumed to be illiterate, and as a black woman was below suspicion. Practically invisible, she was able to listen to conversations between Confederate officials and read sensitive documents, gathering information that she handed over to the Union.

(From National Woman’s History Museum Facebook Page)

This needs to be a movie. Like, now.

I’d watch this movie.

How is this not a movie?

She is also the classiest lady. Look at that hat. Look at that dress.

(via jangojips)

Sometimes
I stand in front of history and feel nothing.
Then, some wrecked mosaic, awkward
in the transom of a secondary church, behaves
just so, as if the artists thought of me and all
my imperfections.

Chad Davidson, from “In Ravenna,” From the Fire Hills (Southern Illinoise University Press, 2014)

(Source: apoetreflects)