Louanne Learning
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Well, this is unusual. After a couple hours of reading, I'm not yet tired enough to go to bed. So here I am!
It was not dark, felt more like lack of freedom. Everyone simply forgets that later after.I'm sorry your view of school was so dark.
Do we all forget? Or does perception of freedom wax and wane depending on teachers, classes, and how bright the sun shines outside? I had classes wherein I literally counted down seconds before escape and other classes that felt like a day in the country because that was exactly what they were. Plant ecology, for example. After a couple of class periods spent imprisoned in the lab covering basic field techniques, we met in the parking lot once a week and went on an all-afternoon field trip to some fascinating place. We saw a bristlecone pine in the mountains. We saw a kind of sea algae that looks like a miniature palm tree and grows on rocks that are constantly washed by breakers on the coast of California.It was not dark, felt more like lack of freedom. Everyone simply forgets that later after.
Guitar player here; been playing for more years than I can remember. Yep, occasionally I still look at the fret board when changing chords.Who looks at the neck of any stringed instrument after the initial learning stage? I had a couple of adhesive dots to aid me in the beginning. Never even noticed when they wore off because I quit depending on them.
Fretted fiddles. Sounds like a mild epithet. "Fretted fiddles, George, what in the hell are you doing with that waffle iron?"
Now, ag economics and algebra: dark, painful, and agonizingly restrictive for me personally. Folks who went on to become economists and mathemeticians probably felt differently.
Who looks at the neck of any stringed instrument after the initial learning stage? I had a couple of adhesive dots to aid me in the beginning. Never even noticed when they wore off because I quit depending on them.
Guitar player here; been playing for me years than I can remember. Yep, occasionally I still look at the fret board when changing chords.
The news are saying a big snowstorm is coming to the US.We're heading into a pretty frigid week, and a big dump of snow expected Sunday.
I'll have to do groceries tomorrow. I am on a chicken and broccoli kick.
"Catastrophic national storm endangers 200 million Americans" the headlines are saying. Looks like negative temps tomorrow and maybe a foot of snow on Sunday, which isn't terribly noteworthy up here, but if Texas and Louisiana are getting snow, ice, and temps in the 20s? They're totally fucked.Five degrees here, with a predicted overnight low of negative three. Snow on the ground. I'm glad to be home in front of the fire, but this is seasonal for us. Sending out warmest wishes to those who are facing unfamiliar conditions.
I grew up in south Texas and was in third grade before I ever saw water freeze outside. As a child, my dearest hope in all the world was for snow on one of our winter trips to Arkansas. Never happened....but if Texas and Louisiana are getting snow, ice, and temps in the 20s? They're totally fucked.
Half a dozen people probably died during that storm, unfortunately. Their power grid isn't designed to handle the ice, to boot. Up here, it's a regular day.I grew up in south Texas and was in third grade before I ever saw water freeze outside. As a child, my dearest hope in all the world was for snow on one of our winter trips to Arkansas. Never happened.
In March four years ago, my daughter, granddaughter, and I were on our way from a cousin's house in rural Cooke County, TX to my aunt's house in Bowie County. It snowed on us the whole way. Who says God doesn't answer prayers? Sixty-some-odd years late and on a trip I took to get a break from white stuff, but still...
Much of my extended family still live in NE Texas/SW Arkansas. That March storm was just wet snow without bitter cold, the kind of snow they get every few years in that area. They close the schools, the kids play in the snow, and it melts by sunset. Very different from ice storms. After the one in December of 2000, my parents didn't have electricity for 6 weeks.Half a dozen people probably died during that storm, unfortunately. Their power grid isn't designed to handle the ice, to boot. Up here, it's a regular day.
If it makes you feel any better I got my last paycheck deposited today, too. No severance here unfortunately. And no unemployment with me quitting. Tuggies under the bridge for me, it looks like... once it warms up of course.I love winter and I like the cold, but it's getting CHILLY here in Ottawa. My feet are cold! I was probably going to put the oven on to cook some frozen pizza anyway, but now I have a proper excuse.
The rest of my severance was deposited yesterday (heavily taxed, of course), so now I get to see how long I can make it last. I haven't experienced financial insecurity since I was a real young feller.