Smart is sexy
Jun. 27th, 2011 03:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyOnce upon a time, when I was eight or ten or so, I wanted to be an archaeologist when I grew up. Specifically an Egyptologist. I've always been fascinated by pyramids and mummies, pharoahs and temples and hidden tombs. I love the Amelia Peabody mysteries by Elizabeth Peters (about a Victorian lady archaeologist) and the Mummy movies, and I love to watch documetaries on the subject.
In the course of watching said documentaries, I've developed a wee crush on Zahi Hawass, who is THE go-to Egyptian archaeologist. Mind you, it's strictly an intellectual sort of crush; he's in his mid-60s, which is a little older than I'm aiming for these days, and I may or may not agree with his politics. (However, I am sensible enough to realize that he's a product of a different culture and would likely not find my leanings any more palatable.)
Still, Planet Green was showing a whole bunch of documentaries about Ancient Egypt this evening, which I was loving, and feeling a comfortable frisson every time the narrator simply referred to him as "Zahi". (There's something about the familiar 'tu' form of address to such a respected scholar that tickles me.) And I was enjoying it very much, with the mildly melancholy thought that if I *had* gone into Egyptology, I might have ended up a colleague of his...and then Planet Green dropped off the face of the earth. Everything else is working fine, but PG has the black screen of death. Grrr.
Another one of those "what if"s....
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In the course of watching said documentaries, I've developed a wee crush on Zahi Hawass, who is THE go-to Egyptian archaeologist. Mind you, it's strictly an intellectual sort of crush; he's in his mid-60s, which is a little older than I'm aiming for these days, and I may or may not agree with his politics. (However, I am sensible enough to realize that he's a product of a different culture and would likely not find my leanings any more palatable.)
Still, Planet Green was showing a whole bunch of documentaries about Ancient Egypt this evening, which I was loving, and feeling a comfortable frisson every time the narrator simply referred to him as "Zahi". (There's something about the familiar 'tu' form of address to such a respected scholar that tickles me.) And I was enjoying it very much, with the mildly melancholy thought that if I *had* gone into Egyptology, I might have ended up a colleague of his...and then Planet Green dropped off the face of the earth. Everything else is working fine, but PG has the black screen of death. Grrr.
Another one of those "what if"s....
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