A Look at the Every Day
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…Keep…
My new apartment is off of Hickory, which is the street which one would turn onto from Dickory, which is also the street of which Dock is an off-shoot. It is next to Mouse Lane. I find that amusing. What I do not find amusing is my apartment. It isn’t exactly what one would call…Keep…
That is the mapquested distance from my old house to my new house and I made it. I didn’t have to drive it (luckily) but I’m here in Naw’lins, which is pretty much the only way to pronounce/spell it. I’m pleased to have the internet (for a brief, flickering moment in time) while my computer…Keep…
My adventures are just beginning. Starting with the packing. Now taking moving box donations.