We woke up at the arse-crack of dawn last Tuesday to prepare for our departure. After taking what would turn out to be my last HOT shower for a week (A WEEK!), we drove in the dark over to P&M’s house to retrieve the UHaul. They were kind enough to let us dock our ship there,…
Month: March 2012
Recap 1: The Last Days of Colorado
*BVoooooM!* That is the sound I keep hearing in my head, now that I am back online. You know, that “Ham Radio Coming Back On the Air, Pump Up the Volume Style” sort of sound. Hello world, greetings from Louisiana. As I write this, I am drinking an Abita Jockamo IPA and am at the…
On the Road, Off the Grid
My home internet shut off today. I have also made the discovery that I am completely inept at writing anything longer than a sentence or two via my telephone…I just don’t have those mighty thumbs. This means that this will be my last blog entry until I arrive in Louisiana next week and get Molly…
Sleepily Deprived
Spring Break is at present officially on the very tippy-top of my list of Things I Hate. I know, “hate” is a strong word, but when you’re as stressed/excited/running full steam/exhausted as I have been of late, “hate” doesn’t feel nearly strong *enough.* I’m not entirely certain just when I became an old fuddy duddy…don’t get me…
Things One Sees When Walkin’ the Dawg
It is typically rare that I have either my camera or my phone with me when I take Toby out for his walks in the park next to our apartment building. Not enough pockets to juggle a photo-taking device, my building keys, pooperscooper bags, AND the dawg himself! Last Friday, though, I DID have my phone…
High Watah, Birthday Rituals, Gator Feet
Last night, I took my friend Cody to see the Mississippi river. He was ecstatic, and slightly overenthusiastic, trying to climb down the rocks off the levee in order to touch the water. He didn’t want to swim in it, thank goodness, but he just wanted to dip a finger in. This was up on…
And Then, of Course…
…shortly after my previous post, I came across some photos on a blog I read weekly, from New Orleans, and saw the roots of an oak tree shoving up through the brick sidewalk, and when I see that sort of thing, or other images similar to the ones I took myself (shared below, quickie pull from my…
Keeping it Together
Ow. I checked my mailbox on my way inside from walking the dog this morning, and our yearly Starfest postcard was waiting in there. Just, ow. Anyway. Greetings, world, from my very last Monday at the place I work, ever. What a strange, strange feeling. It is not without its certain sense of expected liberty, but…
Misty Day, Reflections
Wednesday finds me in a better mindset, regarding the Vibe thang that had me in such an emotional dither yesterday. I went home after work and, after having a decent cry on J over a couple of cardboard boxes, we had a chat about all of that, and the various philosophies of grief. It is…
Follow Your Crazy 