I found out today that my former co-worker died a couple weeks ago. I’m posting a few photos to remember him by. The last one…
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We had some friends over for dinner.
Yes, it’s that time again. As I’ve noted here before, Twelfth Night is traditionally observed on January 6th in New Orleans, but in other places…
Our friend James is kind of like the brother I never had. We’ve even been known to quarrel from time to time. I remember some…
Over the last week I’ve been sleeping less soundly and remembering my dreams better. I believe the two are related, and decreased alcohol consumption probably…
We stopped by our friends’ house yesterday and I talked to a couple four-year-old-boys playing in the sandbox. One of the boys had a sucker…
We had a little party. For Beltane and May Day. I didn’t send out engraved invitations, only announced it via Twitter. What is this day,…
reflections (A) by camil tulcan We had overlapping houseguests last weekend. My mother-in-law was still here, and we were also playing host to a former…
My old friend Erik B. wrote this fabulous sonnet about ROX and stuff. In Blooming Town a young man cast his fate A TV show…
Our first plan was to reprise last year’s costumes which we didn’t really get to employ last year. But then it became clear that this…
Friday night my daughter stabbed me in the eye. Not intentionally — she was just waving her arm around. Her little finger somehow got past…
With help from over twenty friends and neighbors we knocked our move out in just over four and a half hours. I’m still totally amazed…
I got the key to our new house this morning. It’s starting to seem like reality. My mother-in-law was down here for a week. It…
I found and scanned an old photo from my files. Here’s Brian Jones and I getting into a serious subterranean study session. I’m not sure…
As I rode my bike to my book club yesterday morning, I wondered idly what name the day might have. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter…
Here’s my new desktop wallpaper, courtesy of Brother O’Mara: This photo was taken on Iberville in Mid-City, up near N. Telemachus. I’ve passed by this…
Facebook continues to amaze as I connect again and again to people with whom I haven’t communicated for up to a quarter century. So what…
Parties are strange affairs. People gathering together for no other purpose than to celebrate life and enjoy each other’s company. What an ephemeral proposition! And…
Three cheers for Steve Volan. He’s blogging again. He’s writing about a hot topic in New Orleans. And he’s the only person on the City…