Musings

After days of searching through the 1200 plus page The SAGE Handbook of Qualitative Research, found myself in love with the work of the late French philosopher Michel Foucault. I grew so enamoured of folding his work into my own that I would have gladly ignored the city...

That rarely happens. So instead I brought the reading with me to the cafes. Talked incessantly to my friends about him. One of them giggled about the pronunciation okay actually two did. But after drinks with a true French speaker we had a clear pronunciation of his name.

Reading the articles on him, I was finally able to narrow down the one book I do plan to purchase, The Archeology of Knowledge and the Discourse of Language.

I also came up with my proposal idea for funding when I meet with the Federal and Foundation fundees in Florida next week!

Doing all this work now so that I can head to LA and be fully present to participate in celebrating the nuptials of my best friend from ninth grade...

Aside from Foucault this weekend my friends indulged me with a trip to the Love Parade festivities in the Civic Center, Lil Baobab to drink hibiscus cocktails and dance, a long walk in the sun and some wine of course. Foucault, friends, and travel-I am such a lucky girl.