One morning about a month ago, Xy couldn’t get our car started, and she had to catch a ride with a co-worker. I was all…
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One morning about a month ago, Xy couldn’t get our car started, and she had to catch a ride with a co-worker. I was all…
Two and a half years after I took it, my picture of tiny orange fungi has finally been identified. It is Dacryopinax spathularia, also known…
It seems that in a few hours John Edwards will drop out of the Democratic primary. He’ll make the announcement right here in New Orleans,…
Doesn’t it seem ridiculous that our collective mood should rise and fall based on what this guy says in his speech? Tonight, the armies of…
Sawing into the baby in this king cake made me feel kind of like Solomon Gone Mad. Since the baby isn’t actually contained in my…
This story in the paper made me feel ever-so-slightly vindicated about our decision to renovate. A new study of home prices around the New Orleans…
Mom reminded me that today marks 30 years since the Great Blizzard of 1978. I’d just turned 11. I don’t remember much of it, except…
I overheard Xy talking on the phone, commiserating with a co-worker about a frustrating staff meeting: I felt like giving birth right there and telling…
I wasn’t going to see a doctor about my ankle, but Xy suggested I should. So I gave my GP a call. I’m none too…
I rented a buffing machine to clean our tile floor. It cleaned up OK, I guess, except for a powdery white residue everywhere. I thought…
Title: Her Smoke Rose Up Forever Author: James Tiptree, Jr. Published: 1969-1981 He wails voicelessly as conviction invades him, he who had believed in nothing…
I cajoled Xy into attending our local meeting of the School Facilities Master Plan for Orleans Parish on Tuesday night. It reminded me of the…
I wanted to record my thoughts on being 40 years of age, but I frittered away the year. Now I’ve only got a few hours…
One feature that attracted us to buy our house was the beautiful terra cotta tile on the floor downstairs. People often ask if we installed…
I finally added a brief biography to this site.
I went to the local wine shop Friday evening. The woman behind me in the checkout line offered to sleep with me if I paid…
We got our “gold letter” from the Road Home today. The letter states that we did not qualify for any compensation. Or, as they so…
A year ago I gave a speech. Sadly enough, I could give that speech again today. Not much has changed. I would have to strike…
I was just a-sittin’ and a-thinkin’ the other night, and somehow I had a minor epiphany which I might express thusly: Indiscriminate cynicism serves the…
I’m trying not to get sucked into the drama of the presidential primaries… but it’s hard. Here, then, is a diversionary tale of adversity and…