Sunday on Bourbon Street

I had a truly lovely day today; surprisingly, I had it in a car. A convertible, that is. A. was kind enough to drive us several hours south to Avery Island, Louisiana, and the rush of wind far exceeded any I am able to work up on my bicycle. Continue reading

Frogs in the Gutter on Annunciation

Sometimes New Orleans feels like a city with urban problems of population and planning. Other times it feels like a small town where everyone knows everyone else’s business and you see the same people over and over again, even if in different contexts. Continue reading

St. Claude Bike Lane

Today I went for a long bike ride, stopping along the way to get some reading done. It was hot and I was in the mood for an afternoon beer, but on my way to Mimi’s in the Marigny, I ran into the new and much hyped bike lane on St. Claude. Continue reading

Color Wars at the Reilly Center

I hopped out of bed this morning, excited about my afternoon trip to the shooting range with A. I’ve never shot a gun before, and I was feeling simultaneously excited, scared and disgusted about the outing. Continue reading

Happy Hour at the Columns Hotel

Today’s bicycle ride was mostly a make-work ride.  I wasn’t in much of a mood for anything, and got on the bike with the hopes that she’d perk me up.  Continue reading

Candy Land House in Uptown

I headed out for a ride through Audubon Park on my way to a coffee shop and then campus, computer in tow, and saw this house, as I often do.  Today, though, I swung back around to snap a picture.  Continue reading

It’s Hot and It’s Raining

I wanted a good ride today, especially after finally getting some writing done on a project that already feels a year overdue. Continue reading

International Jazzercise Convention

The heat index is over 100 degrees in New Orleans today, so of course N. and I decided to take a bike ride.  Fortunately, while searching music listings this morning, I discovered that Tres Jazz, the International Jazzercise Convention, was meeting at the Morial Convention Center downtown.  Continue reading

St. Louis #3

I am back in New Orleans and back in the heat. Today’s bike ride to Mid City was scorching. Well, less scorching and more melting, I suppose. Continue reading

Parking Rhoda at Rendez Vous on Magazine

So I am back home in New Orleans and finding myself surprisingly sad. The only thing to do, of course, is ride the bicycle. Continue reading