Whoever it was that said archaeologists had fantastic imaginations should probably get the Nobel Prize for Character Judgement! SA was, sad to say, once again mindlessly reading the news ticker, and found this…
     Apparently, somewhere near Stonehenge, archaeologist David Jacques of England’s Open University unearthed these little beauties. 800 B.C.E. The archaeologist has interpreted them as ducks. I think they look more like doll-house versions of milk jugs. Who’s right? David Jacques, of course, because he found ’em. Them as finds ’em names ’em in archaeology, and the rest of us have to live with the consequences. Even if they’re not milk jugs, nothing about these carvings shouts “Duck!” either. Or am I missing something. Move over Berekhat Ram!
     What do you think these look like? SA wants to know.

Aren’t they just ducky?

And in the “Deer Caught in the Headlights” department, this beauty of David Jacques accompanies the milk jug duck carving article. Sorry, David. SA couldn’t resist a comment… You all know how SA would caption this. Give it a try! 15 minutes of fame go to the best caption suggested by a bone [cough] fide SA reader.

Caption Candidate #2: This Ax is a funny shape. Cowabunga! Caption Candidate #1: Mmmm! Tastes like chicken! SA’s Caption: Alas! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen? Now get you to my lady’s chamber, and tell her, let her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must come; make her laugh at that. (Hamlet V:i)