The weather this summer has been nothing short of schizophrenic. What days we haven’t endured pissing rain we’ve experienced record high temperatures and heat waves. And my tolerance for sunshine … Continue reading September Thoughts
The roof of the Notre-Dame de Paris went up in flames on what I had designated as “Game of Thrones Day”. As I stewed in excited anticipation for the beginning … Continue reading Reels of Spring
Three books I’ve read in the last few weeks. Let’s do this. Memories of My Melancholy Whores Author: Gabriel Garcia Marquez Country: Colombia Where I Got It: Quarter Price … Continue reading What I’ve Been Reading – February 2019
Last year we had an ass-ton of snow one weekend in March and I decided to go outside to take some photos. I couldn’t really walk anywhere picturesque, so I … Continue reading Snow Day 2
At the stroke of midnight 2018 will be gone forever, and there will be no time left to improve upon it or add to its legacy. Except not really. In … Continue reading My Year in Review: 2018
I visited Budapest last April, and I came back with several works of Hungarian fiction in my luggage. The first author I tried from my pile was the great Tibor … Continue reading Niki: The Story of a Dog by Tibor Déry
As the airboat approached the docks at Jean Lafitte, our tour guide gave us some parting advice. “Listen up y’all: Bourbon Street sucks. Where y’all wanna go is Frenchman Street. … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #15
For my last day in New Orleans I booked myself a second swamp tour. I debated making an excursion to one of Louisiana’s many historic plantation homes, but ultimately decided … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #14 – Bayou Redux
My fourth day in the Big Easy began with a steamboat tour of the Mississippi. I’d seen the large crowds waiting in line for the Steamboat Natchez several times during … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #13 – Shrunken Heads & Sugar Factories
My first stop in City Park was the New Orleans Museum of Art. The temperature in NOLA had been steadily increasing since my arrival, and at this moment I felt … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #12
Day Three. I’m eating breakfast in a little café across from my hotel on Royal Street. The waitress brings me a cup of joe and a hard bagel filled with … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #11
As I sit down to write the tenth entry into my New Orleans travel diary, I find myself following some rather amusing associative thought-processes. It’s all a complete accident, isn’t … Continue reading The Crescent City Diaries #10
