Well there is new news from the world of Mayan Archeology this morning.
“A jade figurine, partly uncovered from a tomb in the Pyramid of the Moon near Mexico City, appears to be carved in a Maya style.” -The New York Times
This means that the two cultures of Teotihuacan and the Mayans had contact with each other. Up until this point, Archeologists were looking to find a link, if any, between the two. This is very exciting news for me, since I am interested in all things Pre-Columbian.
On a somewhat weirder note, yesterday my neighbor left a piece of mail out for me that had been mistakenly put in with hers. It was a letter that turned out to be from an inmate at a prison (delivered to my home address!) asking if I would write to him. He said that a Deacon at my parent’s church had given him my address and so he sent the letter. I called my mother right away, and she called the deacon, and the deacon said that she had never given out any home addresses, but then they realized that in the Church bulletin they print change of addresses. And the church bulletin is sent to everyone, including these inmates at the prison that are associated with this letter writing program. My father writes to someone, but the letters get sent to the church, and then passed out to the respective people. Nothing is ever mailed to his home. Well, this was quite scary for a while last night, but I guess I’m not supposed to worry because he doesn’t get out of jail until 2015. Small consolation when I think about what he must have done to be put in jail for so long in the first place. WEIRD.
Lunch was very nice today. I just got paid, so I spent some money on necessities; that’s right, shoes, necklace, and a belt. I am going to a wedding this weekend and had no shoes to wear. That’s my excuse. But really, I only looked in the sale racks and stuff so I don’t feel guilty. My necklace only cost $12 :). After that was done I walked into Rockefeller Center thinking about what to get for lunch, when almost as in answer to my question, a farmer’s market popped into view. It was full of big apples, apple cider, apple cider donuts, apple pie… Other tables had all sorts of pies and produce. They were even selling cactuses (cacti for you spelling people). For an additional treat, the tree in Rockefeller Center is up, and scafforlded.There are guys up there real high up with saws and everything. The tree looks much nicer this year I think. So if you ever wondered how thy get all the lights up there, here’s a picture.
So as I am feverishly writing e-mails and following up on work, I notice a man at the copy machine that is near my cubicle. He’s a great and funny guy. Maybe about 65 years old, very smart… And I watch him pray to the copy machine. You know the stance: Standing with drooped shoulders, head down, staring at the machine as if it will speak to you with the truth of gods. Some people get mesmerized by this machine, and I found myself deep in tough about what it is that captures peoples attention and makes them so useless in front of mechanical devices. It’s as if they are in awe of the machine, or is it frustration?