Today wasn’t much for bike riding, to tell you the truth. I need to outfit the girl with enough baskets to carry home sixty student projects. Or stop assigning student projects. Regardless, I did get a chance to ride my bike to the bar to throw some darts with my good buddy N. On my way I stopped at my neighborhood grocery, the Breaux Mart on Magazine. I snapped a picture of this rat bait positioned outside the store, on Toledano. Part of me thinks that this is a bad sign if we are talking about store cleanliness. Does the grocery store have such a bad thing going that they need to line the streets with rat poison? Perhaps I should take this as a sign that the place isn’t sanitary. On the other hand, perhaps this is preventative, and I should feel my anxiety assuaged by their preemptive strike. The graffiti on the box tells me it’s been sitting here for some amount of time, leading me to think either the problem has been solved, or they’re falling down on the job. But this is New Orleans, and like any other city worth its salt, it’s got rats. Big deal. Ultimately I’m going to stop by Breaux Mart for candy on my way out fr the evening because I like my candy, rats be damned. We’ve got to learn to live together, I guess.