…”May the Lord and saints preserve us.” One must do this, aboard a ship, for luck, as my own dad (a salty dog in his own right) reminded me when I told him the ships were a’comin’. I can safely report that J and I did just this, on all three tall ships when we…
Month: April 2012
The Day the Ships Rolled In
I stood at the Bienville Street Wharf under a heavy post-storm sky. As the gulls swooped and swarmed over the river to claim as their own that which the rains had kicked up, and the wind careened through my hair, I closed my eyes and just…listened. The greedy gulls, the thwap-slosh-thwap of the river slapping…
Rock Your Business
To read the majority of my writing since I came to New Orleans, one would think that it has been nonstop fun, awesome, and full of adventures. While this has indeed been the case on some days, or through stretches of days, it is not always so. In between these occasional bouts of fun awesome…
Street Art: New Orleans Era
Good morning, rainy world. At least, it is rainy here this morning, with those big ol’ thunderBOOMS that the dawg seems to finally be starting to figure out. At least, every time one rings out over the wet grey sky, he doesn’t jump up, run around, shake, and hide under my feet. Little guy must be adapting!…
French Quarter Festival, At Last!
I seem to be having more adventures that I can write about in a timely manner. Of course, the hotel having a busted wireless modem didn’t help, or else I would have been all tidily caught up by now…I have been internetless for days. Today, it occurred to us that I could freely network in…
Interviews and Lakes
So, we’re staying in Metairie and Lake Ponchartrain is RIGHT THERE, essentially, and we’ve been here nearly three weeks, and had not yet gone to pay it a visit. What is wrong with us, right? Yesterday, I had the job interview with the place I was kind of excited about. I *think* it went well,…
Easter
Our first Easter in New Orleans began pretty much like any other day here in this hotel: We slept later than we would have preferred, since the room is so dark we can never tell when it’s morning. See, the dawg likes to bark, loudly, whenever anyone passes by the hotel window. The only way we…
Exploring, Wandering, Passin’ Time
Applying to jobs in a new town, or anywhere for that matter, involves a lot of time spent playing the Waiting Game. Playing this Waiting Game all cooped up in a hotel room in Metairie defines, I think, a whole new idea of Stir Crazy. Truly. Don’t get me wrong, we haven’t been hiding in…
Back on Track
And now, I am finally back on track, at least as far as the blog goes. The reason it took me so long to catch up on all of that is due to WordPress EATING my posts. I got all the way up to that Recap #3, which was the Louisiana one, which was the one…
Follow Your Crazy 