Thursday, May 10, 2012

Scenes from a scholarship awards ceremony

Scenes from IVC’s 27th annual Scholarship Awards Ceremony, held this morning at the Irvine Valley College Performing Arts Center.
These photos, of course, taken by DtB.
For "official" photos see IVC’s Facebook page. Or try here.
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The honorees seemed happy to be there. Big smiles.


Dean Karima Feldhus did a great job reading students' names. She's a great dean, too.

Spotted Beth and Melanie, the Reading Lab crew, in the audience
Vice President Gwen Plano--and a student veteran, I believe, in the foreground (in the lobby)
Gwen and Cindy

Rebel Girl marching past the Chief of Police--and Jerry R


Steve R, et al.

Summer and Kurt dropped by the office
Yep, that's my Robert Johnson poster
This is a scene from this morning's Honors Ceremony, out in the A-Quad.
That's Kay Ryals at left and Dean Kathleen Werle in the middle.
Brittany,  Reb,  Summer
I caught a snap of Dean Werle out in the A-Quad. Everyone seems to speak very highly of her.
Me, too.
When I dropped the Reb off at her home in Modjeska Canyon, I stopped to take this pic

Everybody is a star
I can feel it when you shine on me
I love you for who you are
Not the one you feel you need to be
Ever catch a falling star?
Ain't no stopping 'til it's in the ground
Everybody is a star
One big circle going round and round

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Gwen's long goodbye

VP of Student Services, Gwen Plano, is retiring, and it seems like everybody has come out of the woodwork to sing her praises and wish her well. Today, at Irvine Valley College, a surprisingly formal and impressive celebration of Gwenitude occurred. Here are some pics, taken with the Reb's little snap-n-shoot, so the resolution is low. I went wild in Photoshop.

IVC Prez Glenn R held forth up in this corner of the Performing Arts Center, echoing all over the building. For a while there, the speakers had trouble being heard, but everything worked out in the end. Pretty echoey. Like being in a cavern.

For some reason (maybe they gave one, I dunno), a bunch of little kids showed up to be cute and sing. Don't know what that was about. I think maybe Gwen likes little kids or something. They were pretty cute. At one point, one of 'em broke into some kind of dance, the kind that makes me wonder about these darned kids today. Sure, it's cute, but so is watchin' a kid moon dancing or licking the floor. Sheesh.

For some reason, these kids were seriously into that John Denver song, "Country Roads." They warbled that one for a while, missing that one high note ("I belong!") every time, and when it was over, they did it AGAIN, only the rest of us were supposed to join in. Do I know what that was about? I DO NOT. Somebody reckoned that Gwen must be from West Virginia--the song refers to that state--but then I remembered that she hails from way down near the Mexican border, just south of Salton Sea. So it remains a mystery. The world seems increasingly to offer random elements, unexplained.
Or maybe that's just IVC.

They had food. Pretty nice I guess, though, as per usual, vegetarians had to eat the salad, cuz the sandwiches were stuffed with beef and turkey, etc. I think I saw an ear in one sandwich. Why the hell not? But I like those little tomatoes and they had lots of those, too. I'm not complaining.

Crackers, brie. That'll do. Cookies, too.

The Humanities and Languages crowd made a good showing. Here's the Reb with two of our newest hires--who've turned out to be very good indeed. I'm not sure what Brooke was doing with that glass.

Someone said, "Hey, isn't that Dennis Frickin White?!" Yup. There he was, toddling into the building. I didn't notice him at first cuz he's like three feet tall. The Reb asked, "What, were Dennis and Gwen pals or something? I don't remember that." I didn't either. I think I saw a flash of gold or the sparkle of a diamond whilst Dennis smiled my way. He's rollin' in dough, you know. Serious pension dough. And he hardly has a brain at all.

A detail of a wide shot. Glenn is giving Gwen yet another plaque or certificate or fabulous cash prize. That's what people do, I guess.

Another detail. The usual balloons. This time, they weren't blue and red, though. They're branching out.

People were generally pretty smiley, happy. People tend to like Gwen.

Dan D was hanging around out back, I think. Had been teaching "The Bible as Literature," or something like that. The Reb took this pic. Dan looks important. Nice shirt.

Chancellor Poertner was there--he said some really nice things--as were trustees Marcia Milchiker and Frank Meldau, who seemed there just to be there, cuz they didn't say anything. I think I spotted Vern Hodge too, but not Kathie.

Kate Clark was there. She's been busy serving as some kind of SLO maven, I think. Evidently, we're getting that job done, thanks to Kate. 

Two H&L instructors plus Santa and one of his elves. I like this shot.

The Reb and Dave F. Nice flowers.

Dennis White and Davit or somebody got into a shouting match about who's taller. Tod Burnett screamed, "Arnold, you naughty pig!" I think Susan Cooper and Susan Corum showed up. They seemed happy. 

Summer and Brooke seemed happy to be there.



I can hardly talk, afraid I'll cry
Just can't bring myself to say goodbye.
Don't tell me that it's over
I don't wanna know
If you really want me to
I'll go.
     Gosh, we've heard practically nothing about ATEP lately. It's like the dang place dropped off the gosh darned map.
     A friend recently sent me this photo. He or she didn't explain.
     I think he was trying to say something.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Tuesday afternoon

It was a pleasant day at Irvine Valley College. Great weather. Things really wind down at the end of Spring semester. A loose, sloppy spring. No tension.

It's a purdy campus. Nice trees, grass. Young people.

Some crazy people and fools, too. Fair number of Republicans. 

Faculty can get pretty wacky, this time o' year. Yesterday, somebody noticed a big roach on the wall of a hallway inside A200. (That's where they keep the "trouble-makers": Humanities & Languages, Life Sciences, et al.) 
So Rebel Girl told me to bring my camera, and, today, I did. "Moses" (Jeff) came along with his staff, upon which he stuck an "Eiffel Tower," to give the viewer some perspective—i.e., to show how gosh darned big this bug is. Voila.

Later in the day, I took this pic. That's one big, ugly bug.
Nobody tried to say that it was an "omen" or a "harbinger" or anything. 
I was relieved.
It's just big, ugly bug. A fugly bug. I think I see a face on it. Two big black eyes.

The Ron Paulies were out in force. One of these guys was a cardboard cutout. No, I don't know why that guy is putting that bumper sticker at his crotch. I don't know why they're jazzed about the P man either.

I think that a sign said that these folks were "Vietnamese for Ron Paul." Or maybe it was Druids. Didn't really pay attention. I don't think RP is nearly as cool as these kids thing he is. 

The Los Angeles County Sheriff's Dept. had people out at the college to tempt students into a life of, um, sharp uniforms and Glocks. Some of our students were definitely interested.

Natch, the OC Sheriff's Dept. had a darker presence. Nobody seemed to want to talk to this guy. 
He gave me the stink eye, as you can see. I wonder if Mike Carona reads the blog?

The college is pretty quiet, generally. But places like the Writing Center are hoppin' these days. 
Check out these pics. Standing room only!

This is the Reading Center. It's busy, too.

The Reb had me take a picture of this sign.

Beth was yellin' at me about something. Dunno.

This is yet another center up there in B300. Maybe the Table and Chairs Center.
The young lady second from the right is a student of mine. Smart.

Later, I snuck up on the Reb. This is our office.

She was conferencin' with a student.

Meanwhile, the folks over in Fine Arts had left "paintings" on the sidewalk near the Performing Arts Center. Love their stuff. 
I do believe these works are part of the upcoming IVC Annual Street Painting Project. Very cool.

Pretty dang good.
Nobody was around.
It was like it was just me and graffiti.

I like this one. Kinda punk.

Cool.

I wanna like this one, but I'm not sure about that nose.

This is the best angle I could get on the new "Live Oak Terraces," near the Performing Arts Center.
I wonder who named it that? There are no oaks nearby.
Commencement will be held here in ten days.

A student talking with Marines

Later, back in Trabuco Canyon, TigerAnn says "hey"

Loved this song way back then. Still do, I guess.
I used to lay on the floor with those cheap speakers on either side of my head.
Swoon

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