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.

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

and the Winner is....Oak Ridge Boys

The correct answer, as the winner noted, was listed in the labels in the last post-Denis that does not make me a horse's ass. My celebrity picture was of the two on the left above and the two on the right below. The guy on the left above is the Bass, and apparently, judging from his plate, he is a vegetarian. That surprises me but I don't know why it should. When I checked their website (where I snagged these pictures) their long career has held a long series of "good works."The concert at the Wind River Casino was open air and tickets were only $30-40 depending on if you belonged to the casino's player's club. A dirt cheap concert ticket. I would have gone but the clerk at customer service took off never to be seen again. I brought this to their attention and they even brought the top boss out on his day off but I still didn't get my ticket. Clint Black on September 1. Maybe I will make that one. The Casino sits atop a hill and with several teepees to the left, and a vista overlooking the Riverton Valley, it might be a great venue to enjoy some country music.

Monday on the rez was one of those fitful dozing days for your narrator. It is, at least in part, something chemical. I finally took a Sudafed and perked right up. That med is not good for folks with high blood pressure but neither is sleeping your life away. The day brought some greeting cards and other good mail. One held a portrait of Eve's cat Clara done by three year old Audrey. It is a great picture, the ears are right, her shape is right but the patience ran out on the shading. Very Picasso -like and a lovely shade of green. It makes me grin.

A little browsing took me to some websites with Kindle books-one with 20,000 titles all FREE which is a word I like. Mostly classics which is a good thing. Some of my favorites-some racy: from Fanny Hill to the Decameron. The real find was several volumes of the Junior Classics which I had read as a pup and are now only available in facsimile editions at about $1000.00 a pop. They disappeared from the family manse-they were well-used, second hand to me. I had tried to find a set that I could re-read and pass on to Audrey. They were a great way to absorb the cultural underpinnings of both Eastern and Western civilization. My Kindle grows fat.

More parties this week. I am up to four- other birthdays. Apparently everybody has one. I am double booked on one day but I think I can make it work. All these August birthdays makes me wonder if there is something about the Christmas holidays: greed, gratitude, or good-will, that is a precursor to baby-making. Maybe just the usual-drinking and carelessness.
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