See, when I was little I decided to become an archaeologist after my teacher told me that one of the Egyptian pharoahs was actually a woman. A real ball-breaker. She even cross-dressed. Even to a little kid it seemed so subversive and wonderful: A woman? Leader of a whole entire country? Shut your mouth. So the little third-grade geek's heart leapt this morning when I read about how they've found her mummy. I like the part about how they had to hide her body to keep her douchebag nephew from desecrating it.

