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Happy belated Independence Day to my fellow Americans! I spent the day engaged in those two most patriotic of pursuits: shopping (bought me a ceiling fan on sale, yay!) and watching baseball (my team pulled itself out of a month-long slump to beat their divisional arch-rivals, yay redux!). The rest of the time I sat around with my feet up doing nothing at all. Lovely.

Then, of course, I had to return to work. I spent the day wading hip-deep through Salzburg emigrants, finishing up the cataloging on a collection of 18th-century pamphlets and broadsides I first turned my hand to six months ago. (Background for the curious: in 1731, the Catholic Prince-Archbishop of Salzburg booted out all the Protestants in his realm; Frederick William I of Prussia, sensing a potential propaganda coup, offered them sanctuary in an underpopulated area of his demesne, and a ream of anti-Catholic polemic was born. Some of the emigrants went other places, notably the American colony of Georgia; a substantial collection of information about them is still held in a library down that way, I believe.) One of my professional colleagues upstairs had spent the intervening half-year tracking down the answers to my questions; I have nothing but respect for her research skills, because she seems to have left no relevant stone unturned. I tried to incorporate as much of what she gave me as I could into my records without letting the notes get out of hand. For my own part, I was surprised to discover that you can buy a stock photo of the German National Library's copy of an illustration of a pious emigrant family that we have on a broadside. I hadn't thought there'd be a market for images of displaced 18th-century European Protestants sheltering under the wings of the Prussian eagle, but I guess I just don't have an entrepreneurial mind.

Date: 2009-07-07 11:19 pm (UTC)
ext_110433: The Magdalen Reading (Default)
From: [identity profile] nebroadwe.livejournal.com
Hoo, boy. [flips through Rolodex looking for Torchwood contact number, just in case]

Date: 2009-07-08 12:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Tourists are good for feeding the alligators! /mock protest

Date: 2009-07-08 12:33 am (UTC)
ext_110433: The Magdalen Reading (Bear)
From: [identity profile] nebroadwe.livejournal.com
Exactly! (Or for mulching the tomato plants.) Which is why we need to save them from the Daleks!

Date: 2009-07-08 12:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Well...mulching the tomato plants with tourists is kind of like encouraging Audrey II to come and visit, you know.

But if you program Daleks correctly, they can keep the tourists in the appropriate areas! Saves having to go find them for alligator feeding (or mulching Audrey-Tomatoes).

Date: 2009-07-08 01:19 pm (UTC)
ext_110433: The Magdalen Reading (Bear)
From: [identity profile] nebroadwe.livejournal.com
Well...mulching the tomato plants with tourists is kind of like encouraging Audrey II to come and visit, you know.

Aren't all tomato plants chatty and demanding? Ours, well ...

But if you program Daleks correctly, they can keep the tourists in the appropriate areas!

Okay, insert appropriate warning about mad-scientist-style hubris here: programming Daleks? Forget the Rolodex; I'm putting Torchwood on speed-dial.

Date: 2009-07-08 01:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Aren't all tomato plants chatty and demanding? Ours, well ...

Mine are sullen this year. Fortunately, some of them have finally decided producing fruit is a good thing to do - now, if they'd produce more than one fruit at a time....

Forget the Rolodex; I'm putting Torchwood on speed-dial.

*giggles madly*

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