Every day life away from the business
The scene: KK calls Colleen back CL: Hi dude. What are you doing? KK: Um, Adam and I just went over our ballots and discussed all the issues and made our decisions so we’re ready to vote tomorrow. What are you doing? CL: Ripping all my Debbie Gibson CDs to iTunes. Yep, that’s almost as…
I have decided to vote via absentee ballot in Napa County in the upcoming elections mostly because I didn’t know I was moving to Louisiana until after the date to register elsewhere. So my parents forwarded my ballot onto me and I received it Saturday (cutting it close, I know). I sat down at my…
Halloween on a Friday night in New Orleans. Not gonna lie, the idea kinda scared me. I don’t do well in crowds. Or at least driving towards them. I left my house around 10 and spent approximately 45 minutes driving to a destination 10 minutes away. I spent the majority of the time circling, looking…
Tonight is Halloween, which (naturally) means that last night was spent looking for costume parts. I began my mission around 6:30, already feeling dejected and not at all enthused at the thought of having to take on the swarms of last-minute costume-shoppers like myself. I didn’t have anyone to shop with and that bummed me…
I heard a friend re-tell this story and I thought this was an interesting tale so I’m passing it on. Consider it food for thought and not an endorsement. Yesterday on my way to lunch, I passed one of the homeless guys in that area, with a sign that read “Vote Obama, I need the…
KA hit the nail on the head. This is why I heart her: she and I agree on this sorta thing and feel the need to blog about it. And because she scrapbooks. Yes, I verb-ed my hobby: to scrapbook. Halloween Costumes 101 For the record, I’m dressing up as a gangster. Because they wear…
I think it’s safe to say that I have a very strong aversion to my new place. I haven’t really unpacked a lot of things in hopes that I will magically wake up and love my new apartment and want to enjoy the newness that comes with the unpacking. So far, no luck. We all…
As I sit in my new pad watching the ridiculousness that is the Real Housewives of Atlanta (it’s like a trainwreck from which I cannot look away) I begin to feel my apartment shake a little. Just a slight little tremor. Immediately, my California brain looks for the nearest hanging light fixture to confirm the…
I was sitting at a bar on Saturday night (I live in New Orleans now, remember?) and was watching the various sporting events that were being televised when a very large man at the end of the bar heard that I had just moved here from CA. We began a lively discussion about the dialects…