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Do It Yourself Ticket Acquisition

DIY is – for the most part – De rigueur in our household.

Common sense leads my family to make a number of choices that have dramatic impact upon our day-to-day living. For example we cook our own meals which means we plan, shop, prep, cook, consume and clean up after ourselves several times a day. We fix our broken light switches in the kitchen which means we sometimes go for weeks cooking in partial light until we get around to handling the broken switch. We scrape, prime & paint our own walls, we build our own loft beds, we take our own family portraits, we design & print our own holiday greeting cards; the list goes on. Sure it’s a pain and it takes up a lot of our time but there is something solid and wonderful about doing a task of our own bidding.

When the time came to make the step to secure tickets to the opera it was clear we were going to take the DIY approach. Calling in a subscription was much too simple, not to mention out of our budget. No, what we needed was a plan of attack. We had vision, obstacles & one goal in mind.

• Vision – holding tickets to the opera in my hand
• Obstacle – everyone else who wants tickets and who, like us, can’t afford a season subscription
• Goal – be among the first ten people in line at the Met when the box office opens August 15th at noon

Thus began a period of sweet anticipation and prep work as we gathered schedules, floor plans, box office notes, #Met Twitter feeds and Lincoln Center schematics to guide us. The calendar was marked, family members most affected by our opera obsession alerted & peace offerings made. Finally the weekend of the great acquisition arrived.

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The Medium of Money & The Women who Wield It

To study media is to study the world in which we live.

Four years ago I embarked on such a venture with The New School Media
Studies program
. Today I am working on my Master’s thesis, entitled The
Medium of Money and the Women Who Wield It.

As part of my thesis I am conducting a comparative study and am looking for
500 women to participate in a short survey.
The survey requirements are:

– woman
– age 40 and up
– who live and/or work in the Metropolitan New York area

Should you or someone you know like to fill this survey out, please click on
the link below. It will take approximately ten minutes to complete.

Survey Monkey

or

http://www.surveymonkey.com/s.aspx?sm=kcu71F2BJVSjGvF7LiVkHg_3d_3d

Thank you, your participation is greatly valued.

Warmest regards,

MMN

p.s. I KNOW there is a spelling error in my blog heading…

For several months now I have been aware that I have a spelling error in my heading – I got so overzealous when I was creating my blog description that I failed to spell check that particular item before I launched head long into posting it.

Now that I’ve chosen a blog design that prominently features my atrocious spelling error, the truth is out. I’m a lousy speller – always have been, always will be – just ask my mom. Thank you, God, for inspiring somebody to create spell check!

The reason my error remains atop this page, basting all my writing in a constant bath of flawed humanity, is that I cannot figure out how to get back to that initial description to edit it; it’s a technical thing. But now that the truth is out I may just keep that little “u” there as a token reminder if ever my head starts to swell with too much pride. And if you can’t figure out what word I’ve spelled wrong then perhaps you can fess up to being a lousy speller too. We’ll start the Lousy Speller’s Club and sit around eating alphabet soup, cracking jokes about smart people.

Just so you know, I had five spelling corrections to make in this itty, bitty little blog entry before I posted. Ahhhh, the truth can hurt but it can also set you free.

 MMN

I Think I Hate Learning:A Metalogue in 4 Parts

Part 1 – a boy and his Mom

Son: Mom, I think I hate learning.

Mom: Do you now?

Son: Yes I do.

Mom: How do you know?

Son: Because I’m bored when I’m at school.

Mom: Do you think you are bored because you hate learning?

Son: I don’t know.

Mom: Or do you feel bored because you don’t understand what you are being taught?

Son: Maybe that’s it.

Mom: Have you said anything to your teacher?

Son: No. I’d look stupid talking to him after class.

Mom: Why is that?

Son: What am I supposed to do, go up to him and say, “I don’t understand what you are teaching?”

Mom: Yeah, pretty much.

Son: Well, I’m not going to do that.

Mom: Who is the one responsible here, you or your teacher?

Son: Well, it’s the teacher’s responsibility to teach…

Mom: And…

Son: And it’s the responsibility…of the student to…learn. OK I get it. But I’m still not going to march up to his desk and say, “I don’t understand.” I’ll look like a stupid idiot.

Mom: Do you really think you are a stupid idiot?

Son: No, of course not. But announcing to the whole world that I don’t understand something makes me look like a stupid idiot.

Mom: Says who?

Son: I do.

Mom: So you are saying, in effect, that you are a stupid idiot.

Son: But I’m not.

Mom: Ah, now we are getting somewhere.

Son: What do you mean?

Mom: Do you agree that we all have the ability to say who we are in the world?

Son: Pretty much – I don’t have much to say in what I get to do at school though.

Mom: But that’s different. You may not get to say what you DO at school but you do get to say who you ARE at school.

Son: I don’t understand.

Mom: What kind of a student do you want to be?

Son: I dunno.

Mom: Do you want to be a slacker and fail at all your courses?

Son: No.

Mom: Good. Do you want to be at the top of your class?

Son: No, I don’t want to be that either. I don’t want to be a super-ultra brainy type. I just want to be a good student.

Mom: OK. I’m glad to hear you say that. So what would a good student do in a situation where he or she didn’t understand something?

Son: I’d go talk to the teacher.

Mom: Interesting.

Son: What?

Mom: Do you still think you hate learning?

Son: No.

Mom: Does school still look boring to you?

Son: Well no and yes. I get that I’m responsible for learning, the teacher for teaching and if I want to be a good student then a good student asks questions.

Mom: So…

Son: So what do I do if I start to get bored again?

Mom: What do you think?

Son: Ask a question?

Mom: That’s a great place to start.

 

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Metalogue: I Think I Hate Learning

Son: design-033.jpgMom, I think I hate learning.

Mom: Do you now?

Son: Yes I do.

Mom: How do you know?

Son: Because I’m bored when I’m at school.

Mom: Do you think you are bored because you hate learning?

Son: I don’t know.

Mom: Or do you feel bored because you don’t understand what you are being taught?

Son: Maybe that’s it.

Mom: Have you said anything to your teacher?

Son: No. I’d look stupid talking to her after class.

Mom: Why is that?

Son: What am I supposed to do, go up to her and say, “I don’t understand what you are teaching.”

Mom: Yeah, pretty much.

Son: Well, I’m not going to do that.

Mom: Who is the one responsible here, you or your teacher?

Son: Well, it’s the teacher’s responsibility to teach…

Mom: And…

Son: And it’s the responsibility…of the student to…learn. OK I get it. But I’m still not going to march up to her desk and say, “I don’t understand.” I’ll look like a stupid idiot.

Mom: Do you really think you are a stupid idiot?

Son: No, of course not. But announcing to the whole world that I don’t understand something makes me look like a stupid idiot.

Mom: Says who?

Son: I do.

Mom: So you are saying, in effect, that you are a stupid idiot.

Son: But I’m not.design-024.jpg

Mom: Ah, now we are getting somewhere.

Son: What do you mean?

Mom: Do you agree that we all have the ability to say who we are in the world?

Son: Pretty much – I don’t have much to say in what I get to do at school though.

Mom: But that’s different. You may not get to say what you DO at school but you do get to say who you ARE at school.

Son: I don’t understand.

Mom: What kind of a student do you want to be?

Son: I dunno.

Mom: Do you want to be a slacker and fail at all your courses?

Son: No.

Mom: Good. Do you want to be at the top of your class?

Son: No, I don’t want to be that either. I don’t want to be a super-ultra brainy type. I just want to be a good student.

Mom: OK. I’m glad to hear you say that. So what would a good student do in a situation where he or she didn’t understand something?

Son: I’d go talk to the teacher.

Mom: Interesting.

Son: What?

Mom: Do you still think you hate learning?

Son: No.

Mom: Does school still look boring to you?

Son: Well no and yes. I get that I’m responsible for learning, the teacher for teaching and if I want to be a good student then a good student asks questions.

Mom: So…

Son: So what do I do if I start to get bored again?

Mom: What do you think?

Son: Ask a question?

Mom: That’s a great place to start.