The actual paper is open and interesting.
I've been out with some archaeologist friends looking at Paleolithic and Neolithic sites here. There's lots of flint lying around and a few very interesting sites. On one of our field walks this Belgian archaeologist found a bona fide flint arrowhead as well as a fan scraper. I found a couple of obviously worked flint cores as did some of the others but that was impressive.
People do enjoy messing with rocks. The camping sites here often have elaborate seats built from rocks. But sitting on rocks isn't good regardless of the shape. And other people must be tearing the rocks apart, because they keep changing.
4: they do but Barry (see 2) clearly is not one of them.
I used to work with https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Steph_Swainston and she had a couple of really impressive looking stone axes on her desk. Apparently lithics are common as muck in much of the UK.
Her "related articles" section is very impressive.
"Deep they delved us, fair they wrought us, high they builded us; but they are gone. They are gone."
And then we stepped on them in our bare feet.
"It is Faygo, the cordial of Lothlorien. And you have already drunk enough for a day's march."
"I didn't get any of the good lines."
YOU HAVE MY BOW. AND I HAVE SOMEONE ELSE'S IPHONE.
13: You most certainly did --
As Goodgulf stepped onto the bridge the passage echoed with an ominous dribble, dribble, and a great crowd of narcs burst forth. In their midst was a towering dark shadow too terrible to describe. In its hand it held a huge black globe and on its chest was written in cruel runes, "Villanova."
"Aiyee," shouted Legolam. "A ballhog!"
Yeah, I remember that. I read the whole thing in a bookstore trying to find the (non-existent) scene where Frodo is seduced by an elf that was teased in an excerpt.
It got trimmed a bit. We did leave you this:
Lavalier sighed deeply. "Your journey is long and hard," she said.
I don't think I'd come across that before. It's apparently been in print for fifty years. Extraordinary. I assume its appeal is similar to that of Saturday Night Live?
Bookstores in the 80s did not have much selection.
My sense is that Harvard/National Lampoon and early SNL were basically the same thing, not that I know much about either. At some point I found that book in my dad's garage and also got tricked by the elf teaser.