Monday, February 23, 2009

Illumination

It is thrilling - THRILLING - to me, that the Omaba administration is filled with public intellectuals. I think this is huge. I think this is a massive change. That the public good is entrusted to highly intelligent scholars rather than CEOs is a paradigm shift.

I don't think I am exaggerating here.

I think this is something I am going to kick around for a bit and write about. Hopefully with a bit more thought and clarity!

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Last weekend, to celebrate both our birthdays, Christmas and Valentine's Day, A. took me to Glenwood Hot Springs. It was so awesome, soaking in mineral hot springs and spending the day traveling and chatting and relaxing and just enjoying the hell out of each others' company.

After soaking in the springs until we both became prune-like, he took me to ONE OF THE BEST RESTAURANTS I have ever been to in a nearby town, Carbondale. The food was better than anything I ever had in DC. So wonderful. The butternut squash ravioli was anything but run of the mill. Holy cow, was it delicious. Our main entrees were out of this world, too.

So sweet. I am one lucky gal.

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A. was disappointed in me in that I didn't remember Doc Holliday had died in Glenwood Springs. "How can you not remember that? There was a shot in Tombstone that showed him in the Glenwood Sanatorium." He was truly exasperated.

He really, really admires Doc Holliday. The more I learn about him, the more interested I am. I have always been rather bored of the history of the "Wild West," but Doc Holliday was quite a character. A very, very intellegent fella. Have any of you read any good books about him that you'd like to recommend?

We tried to find his grave, just by driving around Glenwood, and failed. I think another trip is in order!!!

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To further exasperate A., I used the light from the screen of the GPS do-hickey to illuminate the paper map as we navigated our way back home. He just about died when he saw what I was doing.

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Happy Monday to you!

6 comments:

  1. Glenwood Springs sounds awesome. Maybe I'll ask Torsten to take me there for my birthday next month!

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  2. That sounds like a great get away... I love to think of you being exasperating :)

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  3. The Hot Springs! That is my kind of get-away!

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  4. Those stories all warmed my heart. How awesome. All I ever remember about Doc Holliday is that he died of tuberculosis. So whenever I have a cough I say "It's tuberculosis...like Doc Holliday". So tell A that it could be worse. :D

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  5. Ooooooh do I love Glenwood Springs. Feeling a tad jealous just now...

    I think the way to Holliday's grave is to hike up on the east side of town. The cemetery is on a hill almost due east of the Hostel on Main Street (or maybe it's more like due east of the City Market). Like I said, I think. I never actually visited it, but I used to hike past the cemetery and see signs for his grave.

    Grave or no grave, sounds like you had a wonderful trip.

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  6. And here I thought my husband was the only Doc Holliday afficiando!

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