Goodbye to The Prices Do DC

All things must come to an end.

Today is the last post I am planning to write for The Prices Do DC. I will also be ending our 3 other DC companion blogs - Counter Culture in the Capital, DC Book Looks, and DC Screen Scene.

I began The Prices Do DC when my wife Judy and I retired and moved to Crystal City 3-and-a-half years ago. I started it as a way to record all the interesting things we were doing in Washington. And we were doing, and will continue to do, a lot. Over the years, the blog evolved into the form you see here, but the essence was still always our DC activities.

At the same time, I began an educational consulting career. here in DC. Now, I plan to devote more time to that endeavor and so I am halting my DC blogging.

Over its history, The Prices Do DC obtained 126,527 page views. I thank each and every person who took the time to check out our page. I hope you enjoyed what you read as much as Judy and I did publishing it for you.

Although this is the end of The Prices Do DC, it isn't the end of my blogging. Our DC doings will now be chronicled in the new blog Been There, Done That DC. I will continue to write my blog There's Always a Price to Pay. I will continue curating my blogs The Merry Muckrakers Rag and Rock of Agers. In the near future, I will also be adding a blog about teaching and education. I hope you will join us at those sites on a regular basis. Writers always need readers.

When I was little, I used to watch The Roy Rogers and Dale Evans show. They had a great singing sign-off: Happy trails to you, until we meet again. I think that's appropriate here. So, until we meet again (or even for the 1st time), happy trails (and good reading) to you.

Sandra Cisneros Talks Dia de Los Muertos

Sandra Cisneros, the author of the classic The House on Mango Street who now lives in Mexico, believes she has an ideal slogan for her new land."Mexico - it's a good place to die," Cisneros says with a laugh.

"There, the dead co-exist with the living every day. The past and the present come together and mix," she explained.

Cisneros signs books for admirers 

Raised in Chicago as a Mexican-American celebrating the language and the ways of her native land to the south, Cisneros says that she has come to believe that death is "letting go".  However, much is left for those who survive, she quickly adds.

"When a parent dies, suddenly you have a spirit ally that is with you always," she said. "I know that sounds new age-y, but it is our miseducation that has caused us to rename it superstition."

Cisneros was present in the room when her mother died. "There was a moving, a shimmering around the room. I had a feeling that was tender and sweet, not like my mother at all," she said, eliciting laughter from the audience.

"I became a writer because my mother was an unhappy mother," Cisneros said. Her mother was "an artistic soul" who was constantly going to cultural centers and events, she explained. "I used to think it was for our sake, but I realize now it was for her," the author, who was one of 7 children, said.

One of those cultural centers was the library. "To me the library was a wonderful house ... a house of ideas ... a house of silence," Cisneros said.

As a writer, Cisneros said she writes "whatever comes. I write this, I write that. The only reason I finish anything is because somebody in New York gives me a deadline. I began writing when I was most lonely in middle school. I wasn't the pretty girl ... I wasn't the smart girl ... I was the new girl with the bad haircut because my mother was always cutting my bangs crooked."

Cisneros indicated that she has no intention to stop writing. "Each book gets me closer to the path I am supposed to be walking," she said.

Sandra Cisneros' Ofrenda for Her Mother
 @The Museum of American History

This Day of the Dead altar departs from the traditional public Mexican altar by featuring my mother’s personal space – her garden and bedroom – and personal objects as part of an homage remembering her as a dynamic creative being in her own right. Gathering the items here, some from my grandmother and great-grandmother, helped me look deeply and see my mother as a woman with her own life apart from her family and children. In the end, it served, as art often does, to transform grief to celebration. Thanks to my mother’s deep hunger to become an artist, she opened the path for me. This altar is my gracias to her. - Sandra Cisneros

Dinosaur Prowls DC @National Geographic Museum

Welcome to this week's Monday Must-See, Must-Do post. On Mondays, we offer an entry about some current exhibit, event, or dining experience in DC you should take in. Sometimes, we will write the post. Sometimes, it will be taken from another publication. But no matter who is the writer, we believe Monday Must-See, Must-Do will showcase something you shouldn't miss. 

When the dinosaur hall at the Smithsonian Natural History Museum closed this April to undergo a $48 million renovation, Washingtonians lost a valuable provider of their Jurassic fix. That exhibit won’t be finished until 2019, but fear not, dinosaur obsessives—the National Geographic Museum has opened its own exhibit featuring a prehistoric carnivore so ferocious that scientists now say it could tear the Smithsonian’s puny Tyrannosaurus rex to pieces.

“Spinosaurus: Lost Giant of the Cretaceous” showcases a 50-foot-long skeletal model of its eponymous dinosaur, crafted after the discovery of new fossils found in the Moroccan desert and painstaking analysis of past remains and records. It’s the biggest known predatory dinosaur ever, nine feet longer than the largest T. rex on record. Sure, the two species were separated by about 35 million years—but that doesn’t mean we can’t fantasize about a good ol’ fashioned dino brawl, as the makers of 2001’s Jurassic Park III did when they had them square off in that oft-ignored sequel. (For the record, Spinosaurus won.)

To continue reading this story, which 1st appeared in the After Hours blog of The Washingtonian, click here.

Why Do Students Give Their Teachers Apples?

DC's Smithsonian museums (there are 17 of them here in the city) are among America's most visited and treasured places. But the Smithsonian also publishes a series of some of the most interesting, fact-filled blogs appearing anywhere on the internet. Each Sunday, The Prices Do DC re-posts an entry either about the Smithsonian or that 1st appeared in 1 of the institution's blogs. Hope you enjoy and maybe we'll see you soon at the Smithsonian.

The apple, that innocent bud of an Americana autumn, has pulled off one of the greatest cons of all time. As students across the country prepare to greet a new school year and teacher with a polished bit of produce, the apple cements its place in the patriotic foods pantheon despite its dodgy past.

A clever bit of biology, well documented in Michael Pollan’s Botany of Desire, and a tireless cheer campaign of fall orchard visits and doctor-endorsed slogans saved the apple from its bitter beginnings in early America. Though its standing in society today is rivaled only by bald eagles and baseball, the apple’s journey to ubiquity was tumultuous.

To continue reading this post, which 1st appeared in Smithsonian.Com, click here.

Do Ghosts Really Prowl DC-Area College Campuses?

Each week in our Saturday Supplement we re-post an entry of interest to both residents of the Washington area and visitors to DC that first appeared in another publication.

Many people might argue that the scariest thing about college these days is the cost. But colleges and universities across the country have long been the subject of a different kind of fear - the terror engendered by tales of encountering ghosts and other strange phenomena in the halls and classrooms of higher learner.

Of course, DC colleges are part of this supernatural tradition. As we bid goodbye to Halloween 2014, here are terror tales from 5 area colleges. WARNING: If you are attending 1 of these institutions or have relatives or friends who are, read at you own risk.

To continue reading this post, which 1st appeared in In The Capital, click here.