Tag: New Year’s Eve
Mid-City New Year Ritual
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 […]
Read More → Mid-City New Year RitualCatching Up to the Present
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 […]
Read More → Catching Up to the PresentHappy New Year from New Orleans
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 […]
Read More → Happy New Year from New OrleansAnd a Hungover New Year
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 […]
Read More → And a Hungover New YearAnd a Sweaty New Year
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 […]
Read More → And a Sweaty New YearNew Year’s Fire
I haven’t been this deaf on New Year’s Day since the last time I saw the Walking Ruins.
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