Off to the Land of Beancounters…

I have school tonight, so in a few minutes I’ll jump in the Mini and head off north to Fort Orange and college…When will this end?  I am very close, so close as to smell the ink on my diploma, yet the college is holding me up over a technicality:  They will not accept any of my credits (not to mention the Associates Degree) from my previous school because it is a “technical college”.  What horseshit.  If I had spent two years in the army and learned how to kill…But I’ve said all this before.  How boring.

I panicked this morning when I realized I hadn’t finished my homework for my “Page to Stage” course.  I scrambled and had that and a re-write for my thesis statement done in about 2 1/2 hours. Too close for my comfort.

Mom is doing very well this morning. The exhaustion she has felt seems to have just gone away. Tomorrow she gets a check-up from the MD…

My school has changed so much since I first enrolled, and not in a good way. It has become a place for bean counters and people whose asses expand as they sit for hours on end in their office chairs and eat donuts and chocolate. Not that I have anything against any of those pastimes, but mixed together they are a bad thing.  Gone are the days of Knowledge for the Sake of Learning.  Most pof the current students are there to get one or two courses and move up the executive ladder.  Each to his own, I suppose.  Live and Let Live.  Que  sera, sera…Blahblahblah.  I have 24 credits left to complete, provided the school sucks it up and gives me the credits I am asking for.  I am finished with my required courses…well over, actually.  The rest of my time will be electives.

I hope.

Johnnyboy

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Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.