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[who was referenced at the end of my entry yesterday] -- I'm getting a tattoo of her ^^
For anyone unfamiliar with Ms. Sand, briefly enlighten yourself. Anyway, this idea's sort of the offspring of a conversation between a few friends and myself when we were at the convention in New Orleans, about literary tattoos. Now 2/3 of the conversants are ( Read more... ) -
Flippin' People Like Houses
Which means there’s a fuck-ton of new people here. And by that, I really only mean like four, with a fifth coming soon. They all seem legit but it’s the couple from Tulsa and their cats that I’ve really hung out with-that was pretty much established last week after we meandered Westport then went to an all-night burger place in lingerie, because ( Read more... ) -
Drunken Kickball Scorekeeping and Books Read March 2012
... Try to dissect how many things are grammatically wrong with the formatting of that title. I'm too lazy to.
When the weather's nice out--as it has been here since shortly following my return from New Orleans; on the second to last day of March I got a freakin' sunburn on my back and I only partially complained--some friends and friends of ( Read more... ) -
It's Saint Patrick's Day... and I'm WORKING.
But, I had corned beef with my eggs and tomatoes this morning, corned beef and cabbage in a container for my lunch later, and while I forewent Boulevard's springtime Irish Ale concealed in my coffee cup on my way to work (which I walked because I thought they'd already blocked off Broadway for the parade ... turns out I was mistaken, but it was a ( Read more... ) -
NOLA
Okay, so obviously this post is just some snippets of my trip. I could go into far more detail about the too few days I spent down in New Orleans--I could write you a little novella of a travelogue, seriously; but I'm not Anne Rice, so here we go:
New Orleans smells like the inside of a can of peas, not necessarily in a bad way. Or the French ( Read more... ) -
Books Read: February 2012
Coming to you in early March, because Wednesday of last week through yesterday I was in New Orleans for an English Honor Society convention--which was awesome in both the intellectual and the dude-I'm-in-New-Orleans ways. (More on that later!) Anyway:
( Nocturnes: Five Stories of Music and Nightfall - Kazuo Ishiguro - 221 pages - Finished reading 2/2 ) -
I'm going to NEW ORLEANS tomorrow.
Or actually, around this time tomorrow I'll be in Georgia on my layover, but come evening I'll be in New Orleans to attend the Sigma Tau Delta Convention, where I'll be presenting a paper Saturday morning.
And, dude, it's in New Orleans. My hotel's in the French Quarter. Where my boss (and my mother's boss too, as it turns out) used to live for a ( Read more... ) -
Got my beads tonight!
Okay, so it was more in the context of one of the nice Hispanic dudes who drives through the wash asked if I wanted this strand of shells he had, because there wasn't room amongst the dreamcatchers and other miscellanies hanging from his rear view for him to add anything new. I'll totally hang them in my car--tomorrow ( Read more... ) -
When The Fuck did Classism = Maturity??
So, one of my old roommates ( Read more... ) -
Yeah, so the grocery store by my house sells cubed goat meat but not ginger...
So this morning Convalescent Me was having a meander, and meandered into the Thriftway, like, eight blocks south, seven blocks west of my house, figuring, Hey, maybe they got ginger.
Well, they did.
They also had freakin' yucca root (which is a main ingredient in a lot of American Indian remedies).
Their cilantro and green onions weren't brown on the ( Read more... )