The photo

This photo of me is interesting. Not because it is one of so very few (like all but the vain and starved, I think or know that I look horrid in photos) but because of the photoshopping I did. The hand on my right shoulder belongs to............Eliot Spitzer. The photo is from a long ago time when deluded Democrats were proud to have their picture taken with our wonderful governor-elect. How far they fall!!!

My vacation

So I am on "vacation" this week. So far I have done the quarterly NYS employer taxes, no help from their so called online filing which took 2 hours and wouldn't complete (they said it was because I was using Firefox, but when I tried IE it was worse), tidied the house for a party/meeting of the PTA (Harry: the living room table has NO magazines on it), WASHED MY CAR FOR GOD'S SAKE (if you make rain by washing your car, will I make a tornado as I have never been known to wash a car?), taken 100 lbs of paper to the Abitibi box at the school, put in 5 hours moving wood chips to the amazing new elementary school playground, done the PTA treasurer thing, sent Mom&Dad mail to my brother, withdrawn $ from nysaves and sent it to GWU to pay for the 2nd to last undergraduate college bill, called the phone company in Vermont, called IHA to get my gym debit card, filled my scripts, gone to the gym 3 times, and hosted 12 people at our PTA party/dinner. Next: 3 days of PTA camp in Utica!!!!!!!!!

Oh I forgot: I cleaned the inside of my car as well. I didn't find anything I needed there, unless you count the Canadian money. You folks who occasionally ride with me will be happy to know the (brand new) kitty litter is no longer in the car. I did find 3 right hand black winter gloves. Good thing I am right handed. (Hmmm...) Can anyone tell me how you get the streaks off the car? I have no experience with this. I washed with Calgon DW liquid in hot water, which worked really well on the bug carcasses.

So tonight I again tried to get movies of my water snake but again failed. I walked along the edge of the pond running my Flip hoping to get a picture of a frog jumping in. I have a nice audio of plops, screeches, and tractor noise but didn't get a single frog in the picture.

Now it's time to make dinner but since I have all the party leftovers, I can just chill. Wondrous!!

Next vacation: clean the oven. Can't wait.

Al Franken

So what's up with the cuntservative pundits? They think Al Franken somehow stole an election. Will they ever stop epitheting Franken as "comedian" or "SNL comic" and just give it up to Senator Franken? I always thought that Reagan was the functional actor who knew how to act the part of president of the US. Did he actually know anything about foreign or domestic policy? At least Al Franken graduated from Harvard. By itself that puts him way beyond Reagan in qualifying for public office.

Pictures of my kids

I hated being a cute kid. I thought people judged me by the first impression they got: pretty, cute, clean, whatever. I always considered it terribly unfair to those who weren't cute and to those who were cute who might actually have a brain or an opinion or something of more importance than physical attributes. It has been some relief to grow old and older-looking.

As a mother, I have learned that it is great to have cute children. What I never realized until now is that if one's children are far away on an adventure, if they are friendly, cute, nice, other people will take pictures of them and I will get to see them in a duct-tape boat at college or on top of a bus in Cameroon.

comedian in the senate

What is the problem with Al Franken being in the senate? Those who think Al Franken should not be a US senator always epithet him as "TV comic" or some such denigration. Never mind that, in the absence of a Minnesota law stating that a majority must amount to a lead of more than 225 votes, he won the election, what is the issue with a comedian being a senator? Haven't we had several physician senators, who wasted a perfectly good medical education to become an elected representative? What about the bug killer from Texas? I think it is about time that a funny guy got seated. I just hope he has some fun there. It looks to me like a not very fun job, but what do I know?

Economusing

So my friend's lovely smart daughter, the first in her family to graduate from college, majored in business at NYU and landed a job in NYC. The recession took out a lot of her more expensive colleagues first. The yearlings hoped they would be safe for a while but the while ended and she is coming home. This is so sad but maybe it is better to not spend a whole career working at Bogusville Inc.

America has experienced an internal brain drain. (Remember the brain drain? It was the migration of the smartest rich kids from India, etc. to the United States. They became American doctors and scientists and engineers and computer whizzes.) For the past many years, the bright kids in America's high schools swarmed off to college to become not doctors but financial alchemists, transforming someone else's money on paper, making huge salaries and nothing tangible. They built McMansions in Mamaroneck, next to the Mafiosi and the Kuwaiti royalty. They hired 2 nannies for the weekdays but just one for the weekends. They paid $22,000 in property/school taxes.

The real estate mess has not really hit those who already own their homes and still have jobs. They are, however, letting one or 2 of the 3 nannies go and getting by with one housekeeper. If these "folks" try to sell their houses, they may feel the pain. (Your house may be the surrogate for a rainy day fund and may lose a lot of its value, but the pop of the real estate bubble only hurts when you need the cash.)

Think of the people who clean those fancy houses: they work 3 jobs, they support 6 people, they send money to Mamacita in Guatemala, and they have no benefits. Even those with green cards have no health insurance. If you work 3 jobs and lose one of them, you are screwed. Did your rent go down? Did your food get cheaper? Did your car payment get reduced? Did you get younger and healthier? You are screwed. My parents were lucky to have the same "cleaner" since 1982. She started work at my backyard wedding and ended up essential to their being able to avoid the dreaded nursing home death. No one but my folks ever did the social security thing with her paycheck. She was essential and beloved and her situation gives a different significance to "under employed."

So what happens to a business major when business contracts? Can a business major make anything anyone would buy? One thinks of "starting a business" as opening a store front and selling something or offering some service. But business school does not teach one to manufacture a product. Business grads get jobs in companies. What will the federal stimulus do for hispanic housekeepers and business majors? Perhaps a business grad might start a company that offers to clean people's houses and hire all those hard working Central Americans who have awakened from the American dream.

Lost with GPS

The last time my personal mechanic (friend who drives my car to work, fixes it, drives it to my house, gets a ride home from me) returned my car, he laughed at me and said "Anne: you have maps in your car!" I love gadgets: my iPod, my many computers, my wireless routers, my speakers, my Palm, my phone. He couldn't believe I didn't have a GPS navigator. I do get lost sometimes but it's usually when I leave the YahooMap at my desk. I am pretty good at getting places.

So I went to a meeting at the Stockton Hotel. It's in Stockton, NY doncha know? I got so lost, over and over. I stopped for directions twice and managed to get info from left/right dyslexics both times. I missed the food, which wasn't a big loss.

I bought a Garmin nuvi270. It was really cheap, as these things go. I wanted it before I did one of my frequent runs to 1166, code for my parents' old house. I flew to JFK and rented a lovely large SUV. Spent the afternoon and night with my brother and his kids, went to 1166 the next AM, loaded up the car with a couple of chairs, bowls, books, and a 50 lb concrete mushroom, and drove home. The Garmin wanted me to go on Route 17, which I have always hated, but since I couldn't figure out the other way to do it, I gave in and took 17 from Binghamton. It was much better than last time. I just couldn't remember how to get off it.

The Garmin took me into windmill land. I went north and then west on a road I would name "Seasonal", without shoulders or center lines. Those who have driven with me know I hate steep roads and wow these roads were steep. At the top, there was a lot of snow on the ground and there were about 100 high tech enormous windmills. (Does anyone know where the wind becomes electricity and where the power lines are?)

So I got home pretty fast, despite my 40 mph tour through the roughest land I have seen in western NY. I would like to let Garmin know that Telegraph Hill is not a good way to route someone making that trip, unless they are visiting the farm up there, but I now cannot find my route on a map.

I probably will never see 1166 again: the buyer will tear it down and landscape it. I wonder what happens to the $22,000/year property and school tax when the building is gone. The end of an era.