solomantra

Happy Thanksgiving

Men of action are favored by the Goddess of luck.
~George S. Clason

My first impression would be that you will have far fewer distractions in a small town, allowing you to stay focused on the program. If you are good at maintaining your class work despite a bazillion things to do around the city OR if you'd be more distracted thinking about all the things you wished you could do but can't because you are in a small town, then stick with city programs.

My four best girlfriends are all audiologists, like me. However, collectively we represent five very different specializations: Me = neurotology practice; Denise = hospital; Alisa = instrument lab rep, Allison = private audiology practice; Alex = cochlear implants. The entire field of audiology is moving toward the Au.D. as the entry level degree for the profession. Used to be that a master's degree was enough, but no! Now we all have to head back to school for our doctorates. I love school too, but for some reason it's harder to juggle a job, school and a life when you're as old and feeble as me. So we're all "Doctors of Audiology", just with different specializations. You can still get a traditional Ph.D. in audiology but it's geared more for teaching & research, whereas the Au.D. is a more clinically based "hands on" degree.

What field would be your doctorate of choice?

I like the new quote in your 'about me' section at the top of your page. i also like that you use the word 'yoni'. in a way that is kind of creepy.

I think that could be arranged. if not, we should get some tea and i can return the house of leaves to you. that fucker is hard to read, and i am not in the right head space to try right now. try calling me next time you want to hang out...

oy, i said 'holla' not hello. my new boss is teaching me all the thug lingo, such as 'bom' and 'holla' and 'drop it mama'. its pretty funny.

oooh, i just watched borat last night and it blew my goddamn mind. i wouldn't mind seeing it again. it was a good one. we could definitely go if you don't mind my non-virgin eyes.

holla!

Ah, such a wonderful email, mon ami. You are un homme extraordinaire. I thank you.

I shall be working on a reply.

Ciao!

Personally, I wouldn't prefer tits to intellectualism. But thats just me.

that's exactly his problem, too. He did play cribbage solitaire and solitaire at least several times a day when he was home and able to get around. He played less once he started having trouble getting around. His dementia made it impossible to keep him occupied with it early on. There are times he could do those things nowthat he's on meds for it, but he doesn't want to. We've tried to get him interested, but he just isn't. The table he has for the bed isn't very big for cards and he'd probably be dropping them (and have to ring the attendants to get them). Plus, we aren't terribly impressed with the staff there - he's had his hearing aids fall out more than once (one of them got run over and broken by a wheelchair) and they've lost other small items (probably fell to the floor and was thrown out by the cleaning staff). We just don't think things would last there. He's never been interested in things like crosswords or puzzles, though.

To me, Pluto will always be a planet & that is that...

Poor Pluto, indeed.

not unlucky... self determined.

and yeesh it sure is bleedin hot round here lately

Ah, how I miss the days of unlimited time to edit. *sigh*

I'm a schizo-Descriptivist in need of a prescription.

(Actually, like you, I think I fall somewhere in between.)

Email on the way...



PS: Yes, Virginia, there is, in fact, a strip-club in Portland called Sassy's. I have been there on three occasions. My friend, Jon, refers to it as the "wholesome" strip-joint. Make of that what you will...