Man, I tell ya. It is really really REALLY hard to get work done when, three stories below your office window, streams of Who Datians flood past hooting and hollering and chanting. Damn! I really wanted to knock out early today and join the flood with a beer and some hollers of my own! But,…
Category: New Orleans Bead Dogs
My Favorite Bead Dawg
It is Mardi Gras day, and you turn 13. Happy birthday Toby! You are my most favorite Bead Dog, buddy!
Bead Dog Pause
(Heh. See what I did there?) Approximately 2.5 weeks ago, or so: I sat at the computer in my newest room, this one in Colorado, biting my lip very, very hard. Freshly wounded from what felt like a failed trip, I nevertheless had an entire stack of New Orleans photographs to edit, and was bravely…
An Epic Stroll (Warning: Contains Sweat. And Also a Bead Dog.)
This past Friday, I had it in my overly-active mind that it would be a Good Idea to spend 9 hours on foot in the Garden District, wandering the Magazine St. corridor. See, J is working now (YAY!) on ‘Zine St., often needs the car for work, and this thereby renders me stranded in The Room…
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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,…
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…
Follow Your Crazy 