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, June 13, 2008

Got the Blahs

Not the blues, the blahs. I could not wake up today-let the dogs out, propped the door open so they could find me and dozed multiple times. Missed the big branding down at the corral- shucky darn. Daryne did bring Tye and McAye up to see me. Tye, with the help of a consulting psychiatrist from NYC is really making progress. At age six he is finally sleeping through the night with an eight pound blanket (where can I find one of those?) and his speech has recognizable words. Very hopeful. McAye on the other hand is no bigger than a minute and scary sharp: "Slow down Tye, so we can understand." We had a nice visit. Tye pushed my lawn mower down to the corral twice. He has always been pushing things- part of the syndrome, the shrink says- let him do it. His parents are much relieved to have this much understanding.

It is late in life to have people still disappointing me. A close friend started up on wondering if we would have a N------ in the Whitehouse. I would not let her go on. His Harvard Degree after coming from hard times, to her no degree is somehow trumped by skin color? Some days I think three electoral votes for Wyoming is too many. The problem with this kind of thinking is that nobody is safe: Blind prejudice about skin color can morph to ethnicity, to religion, to gender, to sexual preference, to economic standing, to blue eyes or brown eyes. And I find these attitudes almost too much to get over. I try but sometimes I find that a few words that cross a civilized boundary just ruins everything: they weren't who you thought they were. I will keep t-r-y-i-n-g but writing people off seems to get easier by the year.

The hinge on my mainstay cell phone got cracked on one side. I called about a replacement and they want $150. Superglue seems to be working in the face of that! I have other phones and ways to work around whatever happens but this too is blah making. No more carrying the phone in the pants pocket. I actually have a new deep discount earned on one but I am waiting for the new round of fancy shmancy phones to come out. Everytime Apple puts out a new phone the competitors go nuts. And you know, there are major drawbacks to every single one of them. I have wanted to keep a tri-mode phone (old and new tech) because I hit a lot of rural areas in my travels but the old technology is supposed to go away in early 2009. We will see. Superglue is cheap and we are about 7 months away from the deadline.