Dave and Janine and I took a tour of the warehouse district this day, walking around from air-conditioned gallery to gallery. The temperature outside was in the mid 90's as every day had been since we arrived in New Orleans. The deserted streets echoed with the distant sounds of a sleepy city.
"Santa, Santa, Santa... It's always Santa!" -- Jan Brady, sort of. I remember...
Holly Jolly, Bahoo Dorey, and all that. It's 'Black Friday' and we find ourselves once more at the...
I started the word processor at my desk, after sitting here for the past hour thinking...
The rain was drizzling down on the corner across from the Clover Diner. An...