The Way Home, #3

It’s hot.  I mean, really hot.  It’s so hot that when you step from the shade across that Great Divide into the spot where the sun hits the pavement, you just wanna shrivel up.  Except that you can’t shrivel up because the humidity plumps you back out again. It’s the kind of hot that makes…

The Way Home

For the past year (YEAR!), since J and I moved into our place and I commenced my commute to and from work via foot and streetcar, I’ve been keeping up a pretty stalwart gallery on Facebook called, “On the Way Home – a gallery for things I see on the way home from work.” A…

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…

French Quarter Friday: Wandering Royal St.

Well, happy Friday the 13th, world!  I’ve always had good days, on Friday the 13thses, and today has begun no differently.  Since I managed to not get loose from work until nearly 10:00 p.m. last night, I slept in a little.  Once awake, I received the very grand and glorious news that my dad’s PT…

A Little Less New, A Little More Native

It can be difficult sometimes, being the New Kid in a New City.  It helps, when someone else is the New Kid right along with you, but then you are both together on the other side of that wall, seeking the proper nook or cranny by which to gain entrance.  It is because of this…

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,…

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…

Recap 2: The Journey

We woke up at the arse-crack of dawn last Tuesday to prepare for our departure.  After taking what would turn out to be my last HOT shower for a week (A WEEK!), we drove in the dark over to P&M’s house to retrieve the UHaul.  They were kind enough to let us dock our ship there,…

Recap 1: The Last Days of Colorado

*BVoooooM!* That is the sound I keep hearing in my head, now that I am back online.  You know, that “Ham Radio Coming Back On the Air, Pump Up the Volume Style” sort of sound. Hello world, greetings from Louisiana.  As I write this, I am drinking an Abita Jockamo IPA and am at the…