New Year’s Eve

For what it’s worth (probably not much) ever since my daughter was born we’ve approached the New Year a little differently. The new year just before she was born happened to be the last time the bonfire on Orleans Avenue raged in all its wild untamed glory. After that the bonfire was tamed and then […]

I’m still trying to catch up to the present. We celebrated Xy’s birthday last Tuesday. Since she was feeling sick and I was run ragged it was a pretty lame birthday, but of course she’s used to such disappointments, as are all children of late December. I tried to recontextualize the Escape as Xy’s birthday […]

Xy made one circuit of the bonfire, not easy for a pregnant lady given the general rowdiness. Next year, prob’ly not. Our old friend Tony stopped by. Living in Seattle seems to have softened him up. In the old days, I had to be careful, as drinking around him had a high correlation with major […]

If I’d tried to post yesterday, It would have looked something like this: Worst. Hangover. Ever. Can’t. Barely. Type. This one took me by surprise. I correlate hangovers with drinking too much, plain and simple. But this time around, I wasn’t really that drunk. Not so’s anyone would notice. I might have expected a mild […]

Goodbye 2005. The general consensus here in New Orleans seems to be: We’re glad to see this one go. I used to think of the year I lived in Sweden as the worst in my life, wrought as it was with teen angst and personal conflicts and the pain of apostasy, not to mention the […]

I haven’t been this deaf on New Year’s Day since the last time I saw the Walking Ruins.

Tag: New Year’s Eve

Mid-City New Year Ritual

Catching Up to the Present

Happy New Year from New Orleans

And a Hungover New Year

And a Sweaty New Year

New Year’s Fire