Still Crazy After All these Years

Hello world,

This is my first honest attempt at a blog post.  I am excited and hope there will be many more to follow.  I don't expect anyone will be waiting to hear my messages and thoughts but I so hope that perhaps a few individuals in the world will bear with me through my growing pains.

As I'll occasionally keep reminding myself and anyone who may tune in, I am a displaced geneticist.

I've been "other" on the checked box of careers for just about forever now.

I hope to keep some humor in this blog, without it all going to black, and while I'm twisting away writing about all my garden paths, maybe we all might learn something about lost and found.  Or at least lost.  And if you stay with me, we will definitely be talking lost...

Thank you for your patience during this first attempt at writing.  I'll figure out the proper bells and whistles and get my look down eventually.  But really, it just felt great to say hello.

Looking forward to sharing some of my zanier highs and lows, and always looking forward to interesting stories and advice myself.

The First

Greetings,

Wishing I had something so profound to voice it would shake mountains, but I do not. Its just me. And as my name would suggest I am a highly educated person living a displaced life. In the wake of all that has and is continuing to happen on the international front like the recent tsunami disasters my problems are tediously miniscule.

I am an instructor at a local community college. I believe in the work, and after a solid year of teaching I am pretty good at holding together the mutinous day students. But I live well below the poverty level for a singel person and have no benefits and no job security. Currently, the faculty union are on Work-to-Rule, which basically means we only do what is in our contract. We do not hold departmental meetings and so adjuncts like myself are really in the dark about effective crowd control and teaching methods. Sure, I read journals and websites, but I would rather talk with a live person.

Later you will see posts this year about my classes and my constant struggle to get out from under the money burden. There are a lot of cards on the table.

I am actually much funnier than this. I think I am still reeling from the State of the Union.

Well, dry or not ...the first post to my one and only blog.