i constantly encounter new orleans satire.  tonight, it was a rum-based drink called "the roseate spoonbill".  naturally, it was an event about the oil gusher that dominates all our lives (except for those who have dismissed it as background burner material ( Read more... )

so, hurricane season begins tomorrow.  NOAA is predicting that it will be an overactive season.  everyone keeps telling me, "they always say that."  but today, a local with deep roots quoted his grandmother, and informed me that when the June Bugs and the Love Bugs come out early, that means we're going to have bad hurricanes.  the June Bugs are ( Read more... )

a rare day in the sun now burns in my shoulders where i forgot to put on sunscreen.  now so painted, i think of the strange life and death dance we do with things much bigger than us and very far away.  i now lie in my new room - it's low, downstairs, feels more like a den, but still hovers well above the ground in this raised house - and listen to ( Read more... )

my roommate was watching a really loud, probably gory movie.  but definitely loud ( Read more... )