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.
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#1 by Mary Robinette Kowal - August 18th, 2007 at 13:36
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?
#2 by Michael Livingston - August 18th, 2007 at 15:00
Having now seen (via your site) King George’s concerns about zombies, I’m watching my back in both regards. Damn you, brain-eaters!
#3 by Johan Larson - August 19th, 2007 at 11:10
…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!
#4 by Michael Livingston - August 20th, 2007 at 12:13
Ah, but Indiana Jones *did* get the girls…