I can’t get this picture to rotate the right way. That’s because I took it with my new cellular telephone (I hope the thief who swiped my old one has had a chance to make all his/her important calls), and I now have to learn how to use it. Perhaps after finals are over the students shall become the teachers. In the meantime, tilt your head and behold what I found at the Walgreens tonight. Yep. That’s right. King Cakes are here! They’re too early, of course. Mardi Gras is months away. But. I swear it’s already starting to smell like Mardi Gras. I caught a whiff of that cheap-bead-in-cheap-beer scent. And the band at Sophie B. Wright is practicing. I’m going to hold off on picking up my first kind cake for a little while longer, because once I have that first piece, it’s over. When I rolled up to the store tonight I saw a lone front wheel, u-locked to the rack. Someone had swiped the frame and back wheel–a sad, sad state of affairs. A reminder, along with the king cake, that we’ve all got to keep our wits about us for the next few months. But oh! Mardi Gras!