X Marks the Anniversary

If you drive or walk or trip or amble around New Orleans long enough, you start to notice something. A common something, a something that lies consistent among all neighborhoods and in all parts of town.  That something is the Katrina X. The Katrina X is everywhere. Those urban search and rescue markings…are everywhere.  Still. …

Thought Bubbles

The one thing you never want to do when you’re actually trying to better promote your blog is NOT update it on a regular basis.  Bad on me!  Time flies, and it has been busy.  And, in and around the busy, I’ve been tired from being so busy and therefore doing things like reading books and…

Ex El Vee Eye Eye

Ahhh, the long-awaited New Orleans-hosted Superbowl 2013 is upon us.  It has been an interesting week, watching the action increase as this weekend drew ever more near.  Last weekend, we rounded the bend into Jackson Square and came upon a very floodlit St. Louis Cathedral.  Lit up for the benefit of all the news and…

And Just Like That…

…almost three months of working two jobs has come to an end.  Poof.  Finito!  I am once again in awe at Time’s uncanny way of passing very quickly.  It feels like it was approximately two seconds ago that I rolled into Loveland, CO with nothing in my account, nothing in my pockets but change, just…

Gasp! Date Night!

Holy wow, retail schedules have me a’runnin’!  It is an interesting experience, after having a constant schedule for over a decade, to have my routine change week by week.  I am not complaining, though.  It wipes me out, but at least I never fall into a rut, to say the least.  I get one day…

State of Fire

I am writing this from Loveland, where it is HOT and as dry as a potato chip on a sidewalk in Arizona in August.  Some clouds are rolling over, but they are useless and will yield no rain.  If they do, it will be a mere smattering of droplets that will evaporate the precise moment…

My Kingdom for a Sketchbook

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…

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…

Peering at Change

As I write this, I have 30 minutes left to my work day and I have scarcely a voice to speak with.  I had no idea that training someone how to do your job would kill your voice this much.  I am obviously in the habit of not speaking very often.  Who knew?  These past…