If you take a glance up at the featured image there, you’ll get a feel for why, some days, you feel like you can only navigate by foot if you stare consistently at the ground and cast your eye nary another place. Nature tends to prevail, here. The ground isn’t really solid, and the trees…
Category: New Orleans
It’s Carnival Time!!!
So, Follow Your Crazy turned 2 yesterday. I can’t believe it. I would be a little more celebratory of this if I had been faithfully writing this whole time, but I seem to have fallen off the Earth again. Lots of adjustment period going on here, in this new home which I love and adore. …
In That Number (WHO DAT!)
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,…
Eight Years Later: My Away-from-Katrina Story
Today I got up and rode the streetcar to work, did my job, had a po-boy for lunch, continued to do my job, rode the streetcar home, and am now writing this while drinking out of a Juan’s Flying Burrito go-cup and the Saints kick off in about 15 minutes. Business as usual. But not…
DIRT!!!
I am happy to announce that Herbology is alive and well in New Orleans. This past Sunday, I found myself elbow-deep in dirt, with smudges of loamy soil embracing my face and smells of several different forms of greenery wafting up my nose. I found my Pure Joy, and was insanely glad to be in a…
Breaks in the Routine
You have to have them sometimes. They shake you out of the daze of your daily grind. Even changing at what part in your morning process of getting ready for the day you decide to brush your teeth helps. Recently I made some larger daily changes, revolving around my work schedule, that completely adjusted my…
A New Orleans Summer Recipe
You will need: -1 bathroom, with a bathtub. Preferably one without windows or ventilation, or, in a pinch, one with a window that never opens. -1 large wool blanket. Army issue perhaps. The heavier and scratchier, the better. -1 large bath towel. -A bucket. Instructions: 1. Go into the bathroom. Close the door. 2. Take…
I Walked Home From Work Today
Anyone who has been reading this thang since its inception knows that the title of this post, walking home from work, used to be a pretty typical phrase for me. Back in the Denver Days, walking to and from work (and everywhere for anything in between) was a commonality in my daily existence. I walked…
Swamp Mama
I’m having way more adventures than I can keep up with. Had another one yesterday, so let’s go back to Mother’s Day first and go from there after I get the next photo set edited. Ha! Nothing makes my soul sing like Da Swamp. Truly. (Well, unless it’s one of those days where Nothing Makes…
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