I am a peeping Thomasina. I look in people’s windows. Do you do this? I’m not interested in the people – I’d rather they not be there, so I can look more openly. I want to see their house. I want to see the color of their walls, the size of their tv and where…
Category: Navel Gazing (and I Don’t Mean Oranges)
City Mouse and Country Mouse, Part II
This morning, we woke at a reasonable hour, put on decent clothes, and walked twenty minutes to church. Last night, The Professor fancied a beer and we had none in the house, so he walked three minutes to Whole Foods to pick up a 12-pack of Red Stripe. A couple of days ago we had…
Country Mouse and City Mouse, Part I
We spent spring break at my parents’ home in suburban Nashville. After a week nestled in the warm embrace of comfortable Suburban Sprawl, we returned to our apartment in the somewhat grittier Big City of New Orleans, and most of the drive from the former to the latter was spent in discussion about which is…
Untitled on Purpose
I have little of substance to add to the internet today. Just a little notice that it is March 10th, 11:30 pm, and it is raining outside, and I am happy.
Protected: Work Didn’t Used to Suck
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