This is from my trip last month on the Big Island. I can’t tell you how excited I was to see a sea turtle on my last day there! I’m going to add more videos from the trip to YouTube today.
The headline “Transvestite gang pesters Magazine Street” sounds too crazy to be true, but that’s New Orleans for you.
When I spent a summer as a costumer/drag queen’s “dresser” at Oz’s weekly drag show, I met some fabulous “ladies” who would never stoop to this level. But I guess if you’ve lived through Katrina, you can become desperate for fashion…for instance:
The transvestites first appeared in March when they raided Magazine Street like a marauding army of kleptomaniacal showgirls, said Davis, using clockwork precision and brute force to satisfy high-end boutique needs.
Though not a productive weekend, I am back on track with 2 killer cardio workouts, a bike ride on the beach and a visit to the library. Sure, the Harry Potter film festival I had with AJ and AC might not have been dissertation-realted, but can we at least call it a literary evening?
Courtesy of the Chronicle, which notes that “The map indicates that the most linked-to blogs focus on technology and social-political commentary”:
The size of the circles on Mr. Hurst’s map indicates the numbers of links to the blogs. The colors of the circles show the type of blog software used or on what kind of server the sites are hosted, telling technology-oriented researchers the more popular servers and software.
Now that I have a kitty, have moved into a bigger place and organized all my scholarly binders and research, and am not leaving town for another month, I have all the time to read all the books I’ve purchased between the MLA and C&W conferences! While I was in Minnesota last week I read most of Anderson Cooper’s book, but felt it moved too quickly. He’s seen a lot of suffering over the past few years so I don’t like it when he glosses over those events. For instance, I was fascinated by his accounts of covering the tsunami and feel like so many of us have forgotten about that already. I wanted to hear more, but then it segued into his brother’s suicide and then jumped to Iraq and Nigeria. It makes sense for him to write this way though–because of the nature of his dealing with things–he wants to move on quickly to where the action is and get the story out there. I want him to reflect more, but that’s me being a nitpicky teacher. 🙂
So another thing I’ve learned now that I am staying in one spot is that BloggerCon IV is happening this weekend in San Fran. Man! I wish I could be there, btu thanks to podcasts and webcams, I think I will be able to tune in from home. I’m really interested in the session on the Emotional Life of Weblogs, to be led by my BloggerCon II pal Lisa Williams. Check out the links she has to the previous “emotional life” sessions.
Since my dissertation is to be quite an emotional one, I was glad to read Clancy’s post chock full of suggestions/reflections upon her process. I might sound crazy when I say I am looking forward to writing the veritable tome [heehee], but it’s true. I have so much to say and lots of examples to choose from, so reading her strategies for sifting through the info and incorporating research will be quite useful.
Off to resume reading, highlighting and post-it noting!
Sadly there is no picture accompanying this article, but a fun read about my favorite Scot [even before I swooned over Franz Ferdinand and Craig Ferguson]: “Alan Cumming Taking Over Show Business?”
At long last I have my own cat! My parents and I have had a history of all white kitties so when I saw this beauty at the SPCA, I couldn’t resist! She’s 3 years old and named Sweetness. She’s already making herself at home and playing with her new feather toy and pink ping pong ball. I can’t wait to share more pics of her every move ! 😉
I am in Winona, Minnesota, for AC’s family reunion. The weather has been hot and a little rainy but we got a nice swim in the lake today. Last night we went to Steamboat Days in downtown Winona and I got to experience the beer tent/beverage garden. I am so used to New Orleans where bars are open 24/7 and you can walk around everywhere with your open container, so when I see binge drinking happen in order to compensate for last call, I am surprised.
Ahh culture shock at the other end of the Mississippi.
We’re going to watch the Twins game in a few minutes; it’s been great to see them on television instead of through MLB.com. Don’t forget to VOTE JOE! 🙂
As much as I love travel, the past few weeks have been crazy. A trip to MN in May, C&W in Lubbock, Hawaii, and now another visit to MN. We just finished unpacking and we’re already leaving the apartment! I cannot wait to sit still and get back to writing. I’ve been reading Anderson Cooper’s book and was recommended some great journal articles, so I’m still on track, but not as productive as I’d like to be. It doesn’t help when you’ve got random paperwork to do and no one gets back to you with results. Grrrrrrr
And can you believe I haven’t even posted my Hawaii pics to Shutterfly? Let me get on that now before catching some zzzz’s then zooming to the airport…AGAIN! 🙂
2 links to share:
NYTimes’ “For Many, Education Is Another Storm Victim” which tells a sad tale of displaced kids not bothering to continue with their education
Trina’s post “Here Comes my 19th Nervous Breakdown” explores some of the feelings I’ve mentioned and can now begin applying trauma theory to.
Back from Hawaii on Tuesday, jet lagged all yesterday, and supposed to move into a new apt today.
Problem is, the maintenance guys are still there and I don’t feel confortable going in and out with piles of stuff with them there. AC is at yet another promising job interview and I can only hope it’s like that when I go looking. I guess I will go pack some more stuff until he gets back, but wanted to blog about a certain topic: GUILT.
So I am at a beautiful botanical garden in Hawaii and I see a man wearing at Tulane MBA shirt. He is videoing his wife and they’re making up witty facts about the waterfall flowing behind them. Although I am not one to talk to strangers, I decide that their banter is welcoming and I can remark about how me and my Hawaiian host both went to Loyola. I do this and the guy asks when we graduated. I say 1996. He says, “I got out just before Katrina.” So I imagine this business school fella literally evacuating with diploma in hand. His wife then chimes in, “You graduated 2 years ago!” And he says, “Well comparable to them in 1996…” I say no more. Actually I think I mumble that I am actually from New Orleans, but don’t even bother to see if they heard me. I just resume taking pics.
What the f***? Why on earth would he say something like that when he didn’t have to deal with the storm in any way? Was he actually looking for sympathy? And to think that I often hold back from telling people about my loss because I don’t feel like I had to endure what so many of my friends did. Being the person that I am, I didn’t dare start a verbal sparring with this guy in the middle of a botanical garden, but the episode has lingered with me.
What do you think?