Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Party Buses

Are "party buses" a phenomenon where you are? (I don't recall seeing them around hear until a few years ago.) Old school buses given a second life: painted purple perhaps, or maybe electric blue; branded with a new name along the side — Club this or Club that; refurbished inside with flashing lights and disco balls and whatever else is required for a party (I've seen one with a stripper pole); tricked out with a thumping stereo system; and just generally turned into a (slightly rough-and-ready) party on wheels. I've seen them roll by with adults in full party-mode; or with a couple dozen kids, hyped on sugar, poking their heads out the windows; even a party caravan: four buses in a row, rolling down St. Charles. Party buses, who thought of that? (I want a party bus-party.)

Monday, April 21, 2014

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Photos of Not Much: Yellow Chain1


1 Or is that orange? Yellow-orange? Orange-yellow? So many questions

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Lunar Eclipse, or Lack Thereof

There was a lunar eclipse last night, and June was very excited to see it and its associated "blood moon". Sadly though, our local weather was not promising: a cold front moving through, bringing a blanket of clouds and intense winds. But June set her alarm for 3 a.m. "just in case". She awoke and got me. As feared, we couldn't see a thing. But she hoped against hope that a gap would appear in the fast moving clouds, and we'd catch a glimpse. No luck. She was devastated.1 Poor thing; being a kid ain't easy.2

1 She was under the impression that this might be the only full lunar eclipse in her lifetime. She is apparently incorrect. A bit of Googling reveals that tonight's was the first of four lunar eclipses in the next year-and-change (wow!), the next occurring on October 8th. But in my wee hour grogginess, I was not able to summon these facts. I'll tell her when she wakes, hopefully putting her mind at ease.

2 Not that being an adult is a cake walk either.

Friday, April 11, 2014

Thursday, April 10, 2014

The House Next Door


Katrina's shadow is long. The lovely old house next door has been gutted and vacant since the storm, slowly succumbing to the elements. But it's been bought at last — at last! — and the new owner is returning it to its proper state. We'd love it to be a home, though it may be doctor's office. (A block away from Bapist hospital, our neighborhood is zoned mixed use, and we live on the cusp where commercial blurs into residential.) That's okay. Far better than watching it rot into the ground. One more step on the long long road to recovery.

Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Evening Light


Through the afternoon, gusting storm clouds rolled through the skies. But just before sunset, they cleared. And the sky was luminous.

Monday, April 07, 2014

Finally

Louise made me a cup of coffee!1 This parenting thing is finally paying off.

1 She's also started making herself coffee. And so the coffee-love passes from one generation to the next. (Though she likes to make "mochas", which she loads up with milk and chocolate syrup, so it tastes something like coffee-flavored hot chocolate. As a die-hard black-coffee-no-sugar-no-cream guy, I shudder. But she'll come around with time.)

Friday, April 04, 2014

Avian Snack

It's funny how domestic cats, even though they get bowls of food conveniently delivered every day by their human minions, still get all worked up when they see a bird fluttering nearby. Pearl right now is staring intently up into the bamboo, where I can hear the telltale crackle of leaves, as some tweety little thing hops about. Though her chances of acquiring this avian1 snack are slim to none, she still has that laser beam predatory intensity in her eyes. Instincts run deep.

1 I was going to say "aviary", but that's wrong. I had to google "of or pertaining to birds" to remember the right word. Thank goodness I can outsource my memory to the web.

Thursday, April 03, 2014

Meteorological Musings: Perhaps...1

Perhaps spring is finally here? It's seventy this morning. Or so the electro-weather-ma-doodles say. It feels cooler. Perhaps the wind, which is breezing through nicely. The air again has that feeling of warm and cool all at once. But the sun shall rise and the cool shall depart, and we will be left with warm, lovely lovely warm. Spring, please be here. Winter doesn't suit me.

1 Yes, it's been far too quiet here. I've got to blabber about something.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Monday, March 17, 2014

Sunday, March 16, 2014

Rain or Shine1

Yours truly, withstanding the cold and rain, Mardi Gras morning, as Zulu rolls by. You'll note I'm holding a Big Freedia CD, perhaps my best Mardi Gras catch ever. Photo by the Lady.

Where were we last? Ah yes, Mardi Gras morning. Well, part of Mardi Gras is the unpredictability of the weather. ('Tis the meteorologically bipolar time of year.) And this one turned out to be aggressively cold and wet (one of the coldest ever). But that didn't keep us home. We made it out in the morning to catch my favorite parade, Zulu. Decidedly fun, weather be damned, and then we retreated indoors, house-hopping from one domestic shindig to another. Cheerful and exhausting, exactly as Mardi Gras should be.

1 My my. One might think I'd given up blogging for Lent. Not so. But it takes a bit to get back in the groove after Carnival. And then life intervenes. And well, you know how it goes.