Quetzalquatl Rising Another season passed between blogging entries. As an update, we moved from Lancaster to Southlake -- about 50 miles as the owl flies, but drastically different in cultural attitudes. Folks from South Dallas and Wilmer-Hutchins have continued the western migration, and most of the southern Dallas County has a minority slant ... whereas Southlake remains unremittingly Anglo in contrast. Plus, I suspect that there aren't any LEP or SED students in the area. Believe me, if you glimpse a person of color around this town, he or she either works for someone or earns twice my salary.
Also, the school year brings its own new stresses as we move from TAKS to EOC ... The new test looks like a pre-AP test; I wonder how long it will take before the powers-that-be notice that the "learning curve" to pass the test for graduation will take longer than 4 years ... and they claim that LEP kids won't get an exemption once they're in regular classes.
Enough boring stuff -- Joy and I went out to Four Winds for the Celtic Music Festival. They had a small crowd; as usual, the advertising came out at the last minute. Worse, there were 2 state fairs, Canton First Monday, TJC football game, and who knows what else competing for people. Two friends of ours showed up, which improved the day -- and we did sell a little jewelry. Of course, we spent some on a new hat for a BJD and a new CD by Jed Marum, the "Yankee in Texas." Unfortunately, the Southern rockers took over the final set, so Jed put away the sound system and didn't sing. A disappointment because I hadn't had a chance to listen to him perform this year -- and he was one reason why we chose to go.
This weekend brings the first Wild West/Steampunk Weekend at Four Winds. I don't know how it will go -- for all of social media's claims to put you in contact with other people, I haven't seen impressive results. As Hope says, until you see the people in the audience, you can't count on their online promises to attend. My only concern comes from teaching on Monday ... though, if it's an A-Day, I'll only have 3 classes ... that might not be too bad. Ah, corsets and clockwork (to quote a book title) promise to create a memorable weekend.
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