School and Saints and Such

I'm slacking off this week.
Not really. I've been loaded down with homework, and I still haven't quite balanced out my schedule with my tourism.
Today I left the jelly out, but the cheese made it into the fridge.
Yesterday we saw the Kepler House where, ironicly enough, Kepler never lived. Rich friends lived there, and he died under their roof while travelling. There were a few interesting artifacts, including a large stone table with a perpetual calendar engraved on its surface. The table was designed by Kepler and made by a Regensburg artisan. It's bordered by the saints and zodiac of each day.
Speaking of saints, we saw plenty of them today. Our art class toured the collections of the Dom, St. Emmeram, and Niedermunster(kirche). Neidermunster had the full remains of Saint Erhart, and uses the skull in an elaborate (Paganesque) ceremony every year on January 8th. This ceremony ends with the people of the church having Emmeram's skull (neatly cased in a blue-ish box that looks a little like ancient scuba-gear) being placed on their head. This prevents headaches for a year.
So, presumably, the medieval people of Regensburg were headache free. Lucky them.
We also saw a french relic-box that was made using thin sheets of silver, paint, and enamel to create designs on the surface. This process is only present today in 3 relics, and the other two are not available for public viewing. One wonders how long the remaining one will last while idiots like me forget to turn their flash off.
I got a few pictures, but they probably won't be uploaded until next week. This weekend is going to be a little strange. Tomorrow we're heading to Munich, spending some time at Octoberfest and more time at Dachau. It's a strange combination, but maybe they'll balance eachother out. Saturday we're riding 5 hours to see Dresden. There's plenty of Baroque palaces there, a newly opened exhibit of a Bohemian King's riches, and who-knows-what-else. It'll be exciting.
I've got plenty of reading material, also. I had hoped to read Rocket Boys this week, but with Humanities and art readings piling up, I don't think I'm going to get a chance to. I'm still digesting Kleist's "Earthquake in Chili" before I post questions for the weekend on it. For art I'm reading the Golden Legend's versions of the lives of Saint Sebastian and Saint Francis. Not a bad pick, really. Our teacher chose them, not me, but I'm pretty familiar with Francis already (read up on him quite a bit since making my boots a class 3 relic at Assissi) and I don't mind learning about Sebastian at all. Actually, I'm enthusiastic about most of the stories of the saints, just because of the whole medieval connection and the warped amusement that I get out of seeing just how far the Catholic church could stretch things to convert pagans.
What can I say? I'm warped.
Tiff smashed her finger in the door this morning. It's turning an attractive shade of purple under the nail. We're still speculating whether or not the nail itself will stay on there. In the meantime, she's disturbed by lack of feeling in her fingertip and spends most of her time wishing for high quality painkillers.
I'm doing my best to take care of her, but she tends to try and get right behind me whenever I'm doing things that could potentially injure her further (you know, anything) and bad things happen. So far I think I've ran into the hurt finger a half-dozen times today.
She's making me take notes for her and type things for her, which isn't too bad since we're all in the same classes. I have to type humanities notes for her. Then we're off to Stammtisch again (This is the Int'l one).