3L

  • Whiling Away the Day

    The cat is sleeping in a pile of clothes.  Clean clothes, formerly folded, but now kneaded into a kitty nest for her.  In the next room, pictures of her as a new kitten…

  • Journal Woes

    I’ve been editing an article for my school’s journal.  It . . . isn’t an awesome experience.  It involves lots of late nights (early mornings, to be technical), getting cozy with the Bluebook…

  • August

    August is a month in which I have accomplished pretty much zero.  It’s dumb when you pay nearly a grand for your baby to go to a babysitter, but  you still get nothing…

  • My Sons’ Hometown

    Take a United States map.  Place your index finger at the tip of Florida, and then, moving northerly and to the west, trace the Gulf-side border of the state.  You’ll trail your pointer…

  • Counting Down the Days

    I’ve been away from the boys for seven weeks, excluding a couple of weekend visits.  One week remains of my summer job here in Mo-town, and then we’ll be reunited. At which point,…