Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Livin' In Eau Claire

Remember that Bon Jovi song from the mid-1980s? "Livin' On a Prayer." That song took on new meaning in the fall of 1986, appropriately renamed "Livin' In Eau Claire." That was the song of freshman year at the University of Wisconsin Eau Claire (UWEC). Quite clever huh? My wing mates and I from Murray Hall thought so too...Livin' in Eau Claire!

1986 just doesn't seem all that long ago, but my recent return to UWEC for a prospective college tour with my son brought back plenty of memories. Despite a few new buildings and some hovels rightly demolished, so much really remained the same.

A sparkling new student union has risen up a couple of hundred yards south of where the old student union used to stand—complete with the little space known as The Cabin where we used to see live music. Except that this Cabin looks nothing like the old Cabin. This new Cabin is a luxurious coffeehouse. And now Bon Iver plays sets at the Cabin. We never had the likes of Bon Iver at the old Cabin.

UWEC has always had a massive hill to navigate, which is quite slippery in the winter and which I have  accidentally slid down far too many times. That hill remains. My son thought to ask the tour guide if anyone ever long boarded down "The Hill".  Although it is not exactly legal, supposedly some brave college boys do.

The footbridge over the Chippewa River is still there. The middle of the UWEC footbridge across the Chippewa River actually made a "David Letterman Top Ten" list as one of the coldest spots in the nation back when I had to walk across in the dead of winter. This bridge must be navigated to get to the arts classes and weekend house parties on the other side of the river. And Water Street (also on the other side of the bridge) with the strip of college bars is still there. Surprisingly most of the bars still stand and the same as they did in the late 1980s. I was happy to discover that a nasty house my roommate Theresa and I once lived in at the end of Water Street has been bulldozed and is now a parking lot

Overall it was a somewhat nostalgic, yet surreal, experience touring UWEC with my 16-year old son. I'm not sure if Patrick will follow in my footsteps and become a BluGold. The sight of one of the dorms looking exactly like it did back in 1986 might have been enough to scare him off. For me that old dorm room brought back a flood of memories of livin' in Eau Claire.

(My college roommate and wingmates might be pleased that I could not quickly salvage any photos from our freshman days in Murray Hall to include along with this post.)

Sunday, May 24, 2015

Humanities Embracing Our World On Capitol Hill

A pause for a photo between House and Senate office visits.
In case you missed it, take a look at my guest blog post for the Minnesota Humanities Center from April 2015:  christi-shortridge-humanities-embracing.html

A different perspective on a lobbyist visits to Capitol Hill offices.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Happy Mother's Day!

Jack, Laddie, Anna, and I are not standing in a hole.
Patrick is just so very tall.
Wishing all of you Moms out there a very Happy Mother's Day! 

And thanking all of the Dad and kids for giving Moms, like me,a most well deserved day of treats, pampering, and maybe even peace and quiet in the house for a nap on a rainy afternoon. 

As my 18th Mother's Day comes to a close, I feel very much blessed by the gift of my three kids: Anna, Patrick, and Jack.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

Early Demise of a Vintage Mac

"Ma'am? Your iMac is actually vintage and cannot be fixed." There are a number of things wrong with this statement. For starters do not call me "Ma'am." Somehow this term has permeated our culture and is deemed appropriate and respectful. It is not. Secondly, how can a seven-year old computer possibly be vintage? Probably the same way an ancient, forty-something woman can be called Ma'am. Finally, "cannot be fixed" comes off as negative with an expensive underside. Unfixable = replace with new model.

All of the machines and technology that keep my life running with ease are slowly dying out and deserting me. My iMac, which has my life for the past 7 years bound within its circuitry, has a very much broken graphic card that is embedded within the logic board. Technical, yes. Expensive to fix, yes. You know what I will be doing over the weekend. Sadly replacing my vintage iMac.

I should probably replace my aging iPhone along with it since it is nearly 5 years old. My certainly vintage 2006 iPod is at capacity but fortunately shows no signs of a breakage.

But what happens to all of this "vintage" technology? Especially when a request to recycle the "vintage" iMac was met with a blank stare at the computer store. All I can picture is a landfill littered with old iMacs, laptops, iPhones, and iPods.

I guess my iMac will be joining my old lemon washing machine (http://christiannasblog-2011.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-lg-lemon-washing-machine-strikes.html) and perhaps my new washing machine that has recently decided to act vintage and not work properly. Remember when machines used to last for decades? Seems like such an expensive waste. Especially when vintage takes on the new meaning of trash.