33 dead, 15 injured. Sometimes the news seems so unreal. I tried to make it real. I tried to imagine this happening at Indiana University,…
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33 dead, 15 injured. Sometimes the news seems so unreal. I tried to make it real. I tried to imagine this happening at Indiana University,…
Xy found the car wouldn’t start this morning. Or rather, it would start sometimes and run for as long as thirty seconds and then die.…
Looking back at the last seven days or so, there’s a lot of stuff I haven’t written about. On the political front, there was controversy…
Just when I thought I’d seen it all in this crazy post-Apocalyptic city of ours, I discovered the bizarre mystery that is… The House of…
Two nights ago, as I lay in bed just drifting off to sleep, I heard a noise which sounded for all the world like someone…
As I was walking home from a community meeting last night, a rat scuttled out from a garbage strewn area and ran right over my…
Xy picked up this bust at a yard sale around the corner a couple years ago. Recently one of our feline boarders knocked it off…
I saw a house at 3215 Bienville just the other day. I noticed it because the doors were wide open and the moldering contents were…
Both elevators are out of commission for the last few days, so I’ve been using the emergency stairwell to get to and from my office…
Some members of my extended family have been playing one of those “getting to know you” e-mail games, where you answer a bunch of questions, some serious and some silly.
Note: I was working on this miniature essay just before Katrina. I’ve only just finished now.
I fully realize that most people don’t think much about whether or not to have kids. They either know what they want and act on that instinct, or they don’t think about it at all and just do what comes naturally.
But I’ve never been like most people. In fact, one of my favorite pastimes over the years has been philosophical speculation on the implications of having children — or not, as the case may be. Over the past year, especially, my thinking on this matter has crystallized. And the crystal is perfectly opaque. I am deeply ambivalent.
Once upon a time there was a webpage here called A SLAVE TO THE DIAL. It was all about my experiences with DialAmerica Marketing, Inc.,…
Though I toyed briefly with the stage name “Stupid B” when I was the vocalist for The Submersibles, I have no connection whatsoever with the…
Intrigued by a post over at e-mail from NOLA, I took a tour yesterday afternoon of a few local fast food joints, all within a…
On this day in 1967, Evelyn Nesbit died. Also, I was born.
Been too busy and too preoccupied to post, so here’s a random grab-bag update. My apologies if this seems somewhat haphazard or disjointed. We continue…
Viriler. That’s the word I used as the first play of our first game of Scrabble last night. (It was four-way Scrabble: Xy vs. me…
I’ve been reading about chiggers, and it’s fascinating stuff. I thought they were insects. I thought they burrowed into your skin. Wrong on both counts!…