I Finally Found Something

So Athens, Georgia was a good time last weekend. The roasted pig was delicious and so was the Georgia peach pie. I met someone who took and anthropology class with my second cousin. That was crazy. It was also cool to meet some of the archaeologists at the Museum of Natural History in New York where two of my coworkers interned. Now when they talk about those people I can picture them in my head.

Last weekend was Ath Fest (or Athfest?) in Athens so they had a bunch of live music at night. A couple of us from the party wandered over there shortly after midnight. I was talking to a guy about how I thought the bands we were listening to were pretty good. He said Athens had a good music scene and was really pumped that I, an outsider, was showing interest. He said he would burn me some CDs of local bands and send them to me. He was drunk at the time, however, so I'm not sure if he'll remember to do it.

Today it was back to digging shovel tests. At the end of the day I found my first artifact this summer. It was a flake 40 - 50 cm below the surface. For anyone who doesn't know, a flake is a piece of rock that gets chipped off while making stone tools. Sometimes flakes are even used as tools. At first I was bummed because my find means we have to dig six extra holes around the positive shovel test pit (a.k.a. STP - does that make anyone else think of Stone Temple Pilots?). Then I got excited because I remembered the reason I took this job and the reason I am in archaeology - so I can find artifacts that shed light on the past. One tends to forget this when you dig too many holes without finding anything but sand and palmetto roots.