QuaxiDanto

QuaxiDanto: If you speak K'ekchi, you know what it means, but don’t understand. K'ekchi is a Mayan dialect spoken in, among other places, Belize. I made several extended trips into the high bush in southern Belize at the end of the last century with a bunch of K'ekchis who gave me the nickname Danto, which means Tapir. That name had been taken so I added the modifier Quaxi, which means crazy. What does CrazyTapir mean as far as the title of my blog? Whatever!

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I am an enigmatic anachronism, facing the world jaded and uncomfortably impressed. My chosen profession is archaeology, which turns out to be way more tedious than cool. I race yachts, hang with the bohemian artist crowd, and vacation at ancient Maya cities. Its no wonder I usually feel out of place, and am oh-so-pleased to be different (even if it is not in a good way). Why TOC?: I was participating through emails in a call-in radio show that didn’t accept phone calls (it’s college radio, which covers a multitude of sins). The host had a friend named Chuck who also wrote into the show so they started referring to me as “the other Chuck.” I started signing my emails TOC (The Other Chuck). A little later I started posting to a blog that was running live during the next program in the lineup and then a couple of other places and have just kind of stuck with it as a screen name. Again, whatever dude.

Friday, October 28, 2005

FAMSI Report

I just got an email from Keith, one of the PIs on the project in Belize, with a link to the Uxbenka Report for the 2005 field season. I have not read it. I don’t have time to, which coincidently is a big part of why I have not blogged in the past few weeks. The tedium of my job is getting overwhelming. I am currently juggling six projects, Blah, Blah and the excuses roll on.

Friday, October 14, 2005

K'inal Winik Hieroglyph Weekend

I never got around to talking about the Maya Hieroglyph Weekend at Cleveland State. It is an annual conference put on by the K’inal Winik Cultural Center. This year was another return performance by Peter Mathews of La Trobe University, Melbourne, Australia. Peter is an eminent epigrapher and as it turns out an entertaining guy. I am not a Mayanist, let alone and epigrapher, so I was somewhat worried that most of the discussions would be over my head. As it turned out he made the subject matter entertaining and accessible. I was glad I attended. I had bee struggling through Phil Wanyerka’s Southern Belize Epigraphic Project report and the limited exposure to Mayan I got at the conference makes it seem a lot easier to understand.

The focus of the conference was names and naming patterns among the classic Maya. In explaining this Peter took the time to spend a morning going over the history of how the language was deciphered, what some key aspects of it are, how to read the glyphs, sentence structure, how the calendar works, etc. It was all fairly cursory, but the basics are not that hard to figure out. It was very cool to sit around and translate Mayan (well actually follow along as somebody explained how it is translated) and see what the texts were talking about. It turns out to be a mixed system with sign that are phonetic, indicating a consonant and a vowel and signs that refer to words. These make up the standard forms of the glyphs. Essentially, the words can be sounded out, although it is not a straightforward process as the phonetic and whole word versions of the words are both used as glyphs. There are also what are called head variants, which do not appear to have much iconographic relationship (similarity of the images) to the standard forms of the glyphs, but are translated by finding them in the same context as the standard glyph. He went through numerous examples of all of this and it actually makes pretty good sense.

The sentence structure is the other thing that was interesting to figure out. The basic syntax is a verb followed by a subject. Typically, there is a date or a reference to a date followed by a verb and then a modified name (e.g., On April 15, 950-was crowned-the Great King Joseph, Conqueror of Tapir City, Staunch and Sacred Ruler of all the Western Lowlands. Twenty years later-was born-a son Prince Roger.). There can also be an object to the verb that comes before the subject (e.g., Two years earlier-was born-twin daughters named Rachel and Sara-(to) a first wife.). The whole naming thing that Peter was teaching dealt with the names and modifiers and it is kind of important to understand the context to figure out what modifiers went to which name and how they changed (or were the same) when individuals were being talked about later in the hieroglyphic text. That is how it is possible to use a context to compare glyphs (e.g., On June 3 of her 16th year- was betrothed to King Philip-one of the twins-(by) King Roger. From that day forward-loyal allegiance was given-(to) King Roger-(by) King Philip.) A series of sentences like the examples could be an introductory text on a monument raised by King Philip’s heir indicating how he was related to King Joseph. The next thing in the text might be a sentence stating when King Philip’s heir was born or was crowned and then that would be followed by whatever deeds he wanted to brag about on his monument (e.g., In the second year of her marriage-was born to-Queen Rachel-Thomas. At the age of 19 years, two months-was crowned-King Thomas. Within ten years-conquered-Jaguar City-(by) King Thomas.)

A free translation of the story would be: My mother Rachel, a daughter of the Great King Joseph, was betrothed to my dad, King Philip, by her half brother King Roger, who was my father’s friend and ally. Within a decade of my coronation, following in my grandfather’s footsteps, I conquered Jaguar City. The implication being that he is as great as his grandfather, which may or may not be true. Understanding the context lets you follow the names and the time line and the titles and places, etc. The dates are easy because they use an easily recognized number system. The verbs born, conquer, crowned, and probably betrothed should be common enough in these kinds of texts to work out. “Allegiance” might be a little tougher. The rest are names, titles, epithets, etc., most of which are used more than once just in this pretend example. Some would likely by written exactly the same and some differently depending on the predilections of the scribe who carved the monument. By comparing texts from other monuments, perhaps some in the city of King Joseph, the dates and people can be cross-referenced and you are off and running toward figuring out names and titles. Well it isn't really that simply, but that is the basic idea. Anyway it was very interesting and informative.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Cleveland Chili

Still no progress on compressing any of the Canada pictures or any more from Belize. Maybe this week. Things look like they will be slow. Job One is getting my new computer up and running and on the network. It should be little more than plugging a few plugs, but it never works out that way. The big thing will be getting all of the data from my present hard drive onto my new one. I have a bunch of favorites and emails, etc. that I am not sure will be easily transferred from the Windows98 versions of the software to, actually I am not even sure what the operating system is on the new computer. I have had it for about three weeks and have not even turned it on. I was working on the reports for three projects and didn’t want to deal with any bullshit until they were all turned in. If there is a serious compatibility problem, which could happen since a lot of the programs I use are older versions and I am not sure they will all deal with a new operating system.

I had too much fun this weekend. Friday was a charity drinking event at the Blind Pig. I got totally hammered. I also got hit on big time by a couple of women. That don’t happen to me. I am not sure what it was all about. The one was a young attractive student from Akron U. I am still kicking myself for not taking her home, she was definitely interested in fucking me, but it just didn’t seem right. I much prefer intimacy to anonymous sex. I guess at this point I should take what I can get, which until Friday was nothing. The whole thing seemed like one of those girls gone wild adds. Her girlfriend was standing right in front of me, at the bar, getting felt up by this guy and grinding on my knee. Meanwhile she has her arms around me and is rubbing her chest and stomach up and down on me. I am kicking myself harder the more I think about it.

Saturday was the initial viewing of Chris Peplin’s first film. He is a friend’s son. It was a short about a poker game that goes bad. A good effort from what I can tell. The sound was not quite right, but it was an initial screening of the film in a not quite finished state not its premier. It was entertaining and well paced. It had some visually interesting shots and the story was worth telling. The party was fun. I saw a bunch of my friends that I had not seen since last winter. It is weird. Most of them are people I know from sailing, but we don’t sail together anymore and never see each other during summer. When winter comes around and people start having more time for parties that is when we finally see each other. This Hollywood-party Cleveland style was of course a big drink fest.

Sunday was a little tough. I woke up and went over to a friend's for some Cleveland-style chili, which was inspired by my culinary machinations. We were talking about favorite sandwiches and I made the comment that “it isn’t really a samich if you don’t put a fried egg on it.” Pete has always liked and remembered that concept. He decided that he was going to invent a new traditional Cleveland dish-Cleveland Chili (ala, Cincinnati style chili, Texas style chili, etc.). It is essentially a bowl if chili with a fried egg and sour cream on top. As I was sort of the inspiration, I was invited to participate in its unveiling. A Sunday morning get-together before the Browns game, which I actually thought we were going to watch on TV together, but everybody else was going down to the stadium to watch. I was happy to have a bowl of chili, a couple of beers, and head back home. I was still drunk from Saturday night and was back asleep before the game started. I did manage to get up and catch the fourth quarter (Go Browns). After the game, I took a nap.

Oh, the Cleveland Chili – excellent, the sour cream and egg yoke made the chili rich, thick, and creamy. There is actually a tradition in Italy of putting eggs in tomato sauce, which is really good. I didn’t mention it to Pete, he was very proud of his inspired creation.