Or: A Diatribe on Artsy Fartsy Photo Filter Cell-Phone Apps I have WAY too much creative energy on my hands. I’m not entirely certain why, when packing all of my belongings in preparation for the voyage to New Orleans, I packed every. Single. Sketchbook and drawing implement for safekeeping in storage. Well, I DO know…
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Mother’s Day Mudbugs
This past Sunday was Mother’s Day. Of course, this meant that I called my glorious mum and had the pleasure of chatting with my parents for a bit. Which was awesome. It felt really strange to not be up that morning, preparing to hit the road for the short jaunt up to their place to…
Bead Dogs Read More
Every job interview that I’ve had since I moved here has been somewhere on St. Charles Avenue. This is a delight to me, as one of my now-most-favorite routes, when I am to-and-fro-ing, is the jaunt allll the way out St. Charles, then up Carrollton Ave., until I hit I-10 back to this Metairie place…or vice versa,…
Gratuitous Cute-Dawg Post
You know, sometimes you’re not out and about exploring your terrain and having new exciting adventures to write about. Sometimes, you’re in The Room because, you know, it’s getting close to some sort of reasonable bed time and, as you’re settling in for the eve, the dog decides to Be Cute At You. So one…
Suit Up
It was with much geeky, superheroic glee that J and I leapt and bounded our way up the street to the movie theater today to see the Avengers. YAY Avengers! The film is phenominal and most definitely does not disappoint. Keeping tabs on all of the films leading up to this point was very much well worthwhile, and the…
Long Time No Sea
I never know what’s going to happen when either I or J suggests to the other, upon having had enough of The Room, “Hey, wanna take a drive?” We do this occasionally, get in the car and strike out for destinations unknown. It is, save for a little bit of gas, the most cost-effective form…
Touch Wood, Scratch a Stay, Turn Three Times
…”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…
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…
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!…
Follow Your Crazy 