Pinch the Tail & Suck the Head

With a title like that it must be time to eat crawfish! After a day of studying (until 4 p.m.), we made the 1.5 hour drive into Atlanta for the annual Oyster & Crawfish Festival at the Park Tavern Brewery. The Brewery backs up to the beautiful Piedmont Park, with the downtown Atlanta skyline sparkling on the horizon. Truly an amazing venue for a rock concert. I was introduced to the rockin' Cowboy Mouth band from New Orleans. Center stage...the sweaty drummer, also the lead singer, rocked out as the bass guitarist, a sassy woman with knee-high pink boots, swung her pony-tails from side to side. Totally rockin' it! I love a band that has entertaining stage antics and Cowboy Mouth did not disappoint in this area. Plus, the lyrics were rather comical...

"Got no school, got no job, my friends keep sayin' I'm a lazy slob. But there's one thing I can't stand, is when their talking while I'm watchin' Regis and... Kelly Ripa, Kelly Ripa, a mommy with the body of a stripper. Kelly Ripa, Kelly Ripa, she's so fine I'd settle for her dad. Kelly Ripa, Kelly Ripa, if I had some chocolate I would dip her."

Of course, we had to experience a BIG platter full of crawfish, after all it was a crawfish festival. They cooked up the crawfish in a big vat including a few potatoes and corn on the cob. Charlie had eaten crawfish before and so he gave me a tutorial on where to pinch the head and tail before pulling. My pinching and pulling technique failed miserably as I continued to pull out the icky stuff from the head (green, gooey-ooey, nastiness). It ends up I am not much of a crawfish fan. Icky!

School Update #1: Classes

Someone asked me yesterday why I have not posted anything about the classes I am taking this semester. So, here goes.

Neoliberal University (3 credit hours): My major adviser, Sheila Slaughter, teaches this course which means I get to put on my critical lens and deconstruct policy. Ever since the President Reagan and Margaret Thatcher era, the political economy has moved towards a neoliberal agenda (free markets, privatization, competition). In this class we analyze how the neoliberal agenda permeates higher education. Class discussion/debate is sure to wake you up. The best part of this class is that many of the readings focus on the European dimension of higher education and we even have a voice from Europe. Berit Karseth, a visiting faculty member from the University of Oslo, participates in class. We have a final paper (20 pages) and presentation of which I will be analyzing the Erasmus Mundus policy discourse.

History of American Higher Education (3 credit hours): First of all I must say one of my favorite professors, Dr. Dyer, teaches this course, so it has got to be GOOD! History is considered to be a rite of passage for our program. Despite the enormity of reading, I have found the material fascinating. We started with the Medieval European universities (Oxford!), and have moved through the Colonial ages, Antebellum era, and now we are in the 20th century. Although the literature focuses on the South, I have done my own curious work on the side to learn about the history of Colorado higher education. The course grade is dependent upon class presentations on readings, participation in class discussion, and a final research paper (20-30 pages) on a history topic of choice. I am researching the conception and development of the UGA at Oxford study abroad program, which allows me to spend countless hours in the library archives.

Independent Study (3 credit hours): I am working with one of the new junior faculty members, Erik Ness, he is about my age and our academic interests come together with policy analysis techniques. He used the same theoretical framework (garbage can theory/multiple streams) on his dissertation that I used in my Masters thesis. Hence, it has been nice returning to policy theory, yet it has made me realize that my thesis only skimmed the surface of policy analysis. An independent study is based upon readings/books and assignments agreed on by both the student and faculty member. The assignments include a conference paper (30 pages) based upon findings from my thesis, an annotated bibliography featuring European articles that employ different policy analysis techniques, and I am reviewing a book, Policy Paradox, by Deborah Stone. All good stuff and enjoyable!

Fingers crossed...this will be the last full semester of coursework. Next up: comps! More on that later.

Have I Lost my Muchness?

Charlie and I went to see Alice in Wonderland at the IMAX theater in Atlanta this past weekend. I loved the movie (the costumes, makeup, Johnny Depp, and the beauty of "Wonderland" were incredible) and the overall theme hit home!

"You used to be much more...'muchier.' You've lost your muchness."
-Mad Hatter

Sometimes I feel like I might have lost my "muchness". PhD life just does not cater to an active and exciting lifestyle where you can feasibly live your life for the next adventure. Honestly, it is a rather stressful and sedentary lifestyle. Reflecting back, four years ago I was considered to be a "weekend warrior" wherein we (a group of 12 of us) rented a house in the mountains and I would drive up on Thursday night and ski all weekend, arriving back in Boulder on Monday a.m. for a 4-day work week. That was a wild year with 38 ski days. Three years ago I was preparing for a trip to Russia, while living in Finland and visiting the Finnish sauna every other day. Two years ago I was living in Oslo and about ready to jump on a plane to visit the University of Georgia. How crazy is that? And, one year ago, I was settling back into Athens after an amazing spring break trip to Costa Rica. Okay, so you get the gist...my life motto has always been to take a BIG bite out of life and exude the "muchness", but I think this PhD lifestyle is cramping my style a bit.

Perhaps that is the life lesson in all of this. I must be patient, as life cannot always equate to skiing delicious powder on a sunny day. Sometimes you have to conquer the jabberwocky to get your "muchness" back, in my case the jabberwocky is the PhD. I know that all of the blood, sweat, and tears will pay off eventually. Plus, it is only a small portion of my life. But, damn where is Leasa's "muchness" in all of this?

"There is a place. Like no place on Earth. A land full of wonder, mystery, and danger! Some say to survive it: You need to be as mad as a hatter." -Mad Hatter

Colorado in my Heart & Mind!

My trip home was wonderful and filled with dear friends (Mel, Sully, Lizard, Megan & Chris, Deb, Christy) my family, and of course some turns down the snowy Rocky Mountains. My last day in Colorado was spent skiing in a full-on blizzard at Copper Mountain which was quite a change from the sunny 50 degree spring ski day we had the day before. I love being in the extreme elements where mother nature shows her true colors. Going home is good for the soul! It reminds me of who I am.

Here are a few photos of my sweet kitten, who is really an old lady of 12 years, little Miss Raven. Raven lives with my parents and she is a pygmy cat, hence the reason we call her a kitty. She loves when I visit because that means she can sit on my lap for endless hours of warmth, love, and petting. Little Miss Raven loves to sleep in the closet, wherein my mother has created a cuddly little bed for her (we think she might be a closet lesbian). She will stand by the door and meow, meow, meow until someone opens the closet door for her. It is always hard to say goodbye to Little Miss Raven and my family and friends in Colorado.

Back to reality...

Spring Break in Colorado!

I am heading west to ski under the Colorado blue sky and hang with some of my favorite people (and animals) in the world, including Raven the kitty cat. I will be back to Athens March 15 to finish up what is hopefully my last fully loaded semester of coursework.

After arriving at Denver International airport (see photo) and entering the train to baggage claim, a group of three women in their 60s, with beautiful white-gray hair and freshly painted lipstick, walked into the train. You could not help but turn your attention to them, as they donned premium straw cowboy hats, brown suede vests with khaki pants. With an angelic voice, one woman greeted all of us on the train, "Welcome to Colorado!" Another woman genuinely asked, "May we help you with any information about the airport, where to pick up your luggage, or car rental?" A few people took them up on their offer for help. I just stood there with a big smile on my face and in my heart. Welcome home!

Travel Photos

For those of you that know me, you will not be surprised to hear that I have blown up about 40 of my favorite travel photos. For the past 18 months, I have wanted to blow up my favorite photos and I finally found the time to do it. It feels good to pour water on the procrastination fire. The photos hang in the dining room...which brings a smile to my face every time I walk into my apartment. Seeing photos of Aker Brygge in Oslo, Table Mountain in South Africa, the canals in Aveiro, Portugal, and the spires of Oxford brings back all of the magical memories of living abroad. DANG, I miss it! I mean don't get me wrong, living abroad is not always easy, but it is an exhilarating way to live your life. And, once you have experienced it you compare it to every subsequent living situation. In Athens, there are days that I feel uninspired and bored with life here. When you live in a foreign country there is constant stimulation and learning to be had; not the kind of inculcation that occurs in the classroom. A simple train ride may teach you something that you would never anticipate. I guess this reflection means that I have not lost the desire to live abroad. In the meantime, I will live in the beauty of my photos, practice lots of yoga to keep me sane, and look forward to the next journey abroad.

Another SNOW day...turned into a rain day!

TO: Faculty, Staff and Students

The University of Georgia will close as of 2 p.m. today, Tuesday, March 2, 2010.

Ahhh, you gotta love an email like this, especially when you have a history of higher education class at 2 p.m. Woohoo! But, this snow day does not even compare to the snow day one year ago when over 6 inches fell on Athens, Georgia. Actually, this snow day was rather disappointing...the wet snow melted immediately as it hit the ground. Then, at 4 p.m. the snow turned to rain, bummer! Oh well...I cannot complain. I love snow and I love when a flurry of snowflakes shuts down a city. Charlie and I were enjoying a sushi lunch when we heard the news that the university was shutting down. So, we made our way to a nearby coffee shop and on the way a local photographer shot our footprints in the slush (see photo on left). I did not have my camera with me, but the photo on the right, also shot by the local newspaper--Athens Banner Herald--just had to be posted. Welcome to the South where snowflakes shut down the city and Confederate flags still fly.

Ron Clark Academy Visits UGA

As a way to celebrate Black history month and the desegregation of UGA, the Holmes/Hunter Lecture Series was established in 1985 to honor Dr. Hamilton Holmes and Charlayne Hunter-Gault--the first black students enrolled at UGA in 1961. This year "America's Educator", Ron Clark--the founder of the Ron Clark Academy in inner-city Atlanta, Georgia--was the invited speaker. As he jumped around stage (literally...that man has a lot of energy), he told stories of how education, through innovative teaching strategies such as jumping up on the desks and singing and dancing, can actually inspire and push children to excel. Yes, he is the white privileged man jumping in the right corner of this blog entry; whereas most of the students at his school are African American children. He acknowledged his "white privilege" and how this privilege can be used to carefully open doors for children that are less fortunate. He not only brought the audience to laughter and tears, but he also brought along his 8th grade class who have become superstars for their presidential campaign song "You can vote however you like" (see video below). I am not going to lie...at first sight I was like this white man is pimping out those children for media hype. But, after listening to his talk and researching the Academy I think the South could use a few more Ron Clarks!