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Boom Boom Pow
Virgil is at my feet, hiding under the dining table with his chin on the top of my left foot. Just now, Jack and I just barely outran the thundershowers that daily turn…
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What Century is This Again?
There is nowhere to recycle in New Orleans. No curbside pickup, no places to drop off. Nagin claims that it costs too much to recycle. We can’t even cart it an hour away…
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Another Item Checked Off the To Do List
Jack now has a haircut. I like to call this style the "Forrest Gump." Too short at the ears, a bit uneven, layered with obvious (lack of) skill. I’m hoping I get better…
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A Myriad of Thoughts
OK, call me a snob, but I just read the words "there are a myriad of options" in my official law school orientation stuff. Snort. That’s myriad options, Mr. Named Professor. Bring it,…