The Musical Archaeologist

dendroica:

dendroica:

Identification posters for bumblebees of the eastern and western United States. You can download printable pdf versions at the link.

Bringing this back since it’s spring.

What? No velvet ant?!

(via scientificillustration)

archaeo-geek:

jangojips:

ladyhistory:

thedalekzhavetheimpala:

why

I have been laughing for like 10 minutes

This looks like something a drunk archaeologist would do. 

This is absolutely something a drunk archaeologist would do.

This shovel has great sentimental value for me. It’s been with me since my first dig and it has all my field notes on it.”

(Source: religiousatheist)

jangojips:

ladyhistory:

thedalekzhavetheimpala:

why

I have been laughing for like 10 minutes

This looks like something a drunk archaeologist would do. 

(Source: religiousatheist)

coffee-n-cats:

10/10 would adopt.

coffee-n-cats:

10/10 would adopt.

(Source: imgfave)

I swear if archaeology doesn’t pan out for me I should consider becoming a therapist! I seem to be the one all my friends come to for advice on their problems. Granted, we all need someone to divulge our deepest secrets with, especially if it’s something that you need outside advice on.

But why me?!

Talk about unwanted irony. My life feels like a romantic comedy right now. I’ve got two longtime guy friends in the last 24 hours hint that they want to date me, but the one I want to get back together with is trying hard not to. Think I’m going to have to make some hard choices soon if I want to still be friends with all three of them.

Feels so weird…