This is getting to be a regular thing, writing a jot right before I go to bed, Not a bad thing, it’s a good thing. I’ve heard writing a journal before going to sleep is a good way to end the day and set your thoughts in order, which then helps you go to sleep. I’m not sure where I heard that, I think it was at the Amazon City Cafe. Cool place, cool people, you can learn a lot of cool things. It’s even run by a cool woman, by the name of Stephanie Brail. Guys are welcome there, as well as women. (I’m trying not to be discriminatory to anyone, here)

My sister’s cat, just so you know, has an obsession with furniture. Drawers especially. Leave one open and he’s got to go up there and root around in it. Get’s cat hair on everything! He gets in the trash too, when there are chicken bones. He’s a real stinker sometimes. But, he’s the friendliest of our cats too. I like my kitty best, of course.

I should end this, since I got home late, by my standards anyway, and it’s now 9:16 by my clock, which is fast so I get up earlier that I tell myself I do. How’s that for confusing?

I got home late because I’m taking two classes at the local college, U.S. History I and Introduction to Anthropological Linguistics, which is turning out to be as complicated as the name of the course. I went to History today and we watched a movie on moundbuilders. Around the time of Christ and then again about a thousand years later there were these Native Americans who built mounds. Hence the name ‘moundbuilders.’ The first ones who built mounds are called the Hopewells by the archaeologists, and they built smaller mounts, and long thing ones, which they buried (dead) people in. The second group of moundbuilders were the Mississippians and the built really huge mounds and the important people in their tribe lived on top, and they didn’t do burials in the mounds.

Then, when the Europeans came, which was sometime after the Mississippian culture had dispersed, they found these mounds. Being curious by nature, the Europeans, after going through not a few with their plows, began to wonder who had built them. Of course, being really biased, they could not and would not believe that ancestors of the current Natives had built them, so they came up with all sorts of odd ideas. (Hey, 17th century, what did they know?) They thought the Vikings built them, they thought the Lost Tribes of Israel built the mounds, they thought a whole lot of crazy things. Mainly they didn’t want to admit that the Natives had built them, because then they would have to admit that the Native were civilized, and that they shouldn’t have taken their land so rudely.

They decided, for a while, that the moundbuilders and the Natives were the same race but of two different tribes and that the Natives (being so warlike) had wiped out the moundbuilders. I guess they just liked the idea of a lost, master race. Silly Europeans. Anytime someone gets a ‘master race’ idea, there’s a whole lot of trouble.

Now it’s 9:35 my time, and I’d like to keep going, because I really like the way my handwriting is, but I get up at 5.