Picaresque

Picaresque is the adjective to describe writings about a common or low character who survives the pitfalls of life through luck or good fortune. My travels, interests, my animals, my photographs, my wonderful friends and family are featured.

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Location: Arapahoe, Wyoming, United States

(Note: Blogs read from bottom to top; scroll down for beginnings, scroll up for most current.) After 30 years in public administration and four degrees, as well as numerous workshops with luminaries in Education and Public Policy, life in a slower lane became a goal. Most recently I have done policy writing and consulting for the Northern Arapaho and Eastern Shoshone Tribes. Mostly, I am just coasting slowly and gently downhill these days-seeking joy where I can find it before the glorious ride ends.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Bumps in the Road

I called David Alvarez in Lake Worth to see if my coach is ready to roll in seven days. I had tipped him generously to start it every month to keep the batteries up. Monthly is probably not frequently enough because it is deader than a doornail. Son Jason offered to get it attended to but I know a trick to use the coach batteries and am hoping they are not dead also. It is a tricky trick and I can not recollect the layout of the buttons well enough to tell anybody over the phone. Get it wrong, or fail to switch it back and permanent trouble ensues. That is the bad news.

The good news is that the rest of the Van checkout cost a grand total of $31.00. Good-t0-go except for a myriad of details in terms of packing, loading and local details several of which depend on others. I am working from lists. Leaving on the 28th would be really nice because Jason will available to help me on the 3rd and has to leave for Palm Springs on the 5th. His birthday is the 4th and I am not inclined to ask him to celebrate it helping me get set up. A 29th departure could still be workable but none of us are spring chickens and when Goody gets antsy and her ears go back I know I had better find a comfort stop pronto. Me too, except for the ears going back. Buster is our idol: he can go at will or last for hours. Ah (relative) youth!