the Nixionary

I have no time! No time for anything! Today I did some tricep push-ups at the gym, they were hard, and that’s about all the strength I could muster after a day of putting out small fires in the hands of high schoolers.
Of import here:
1. Mardi Gras starts this weekend. Pizzo [...]

Well, the rural south is still the rural south. Still slow, still sweet.
The Subway workers are so nice, I want to eat them along with their sandwiches, and my students, though usually late, have contributed such things to my life as, “I know you said take two cookies, but can I have five more?” [...]

Art fixed the wall (for the third time) with a guy who couldn’t talk quite right. The guy was also super afraid of Quincy, which kind of made me feel bad, but out came my unintentional judgment of people who don’t like dogs. People who don’t like dogs are like grass: they’re everywhere, [...]

King Cakes are on the shelves!!! This can only mean one thing: Mardi Gras is coming! In about a week, the first parade, Krewe de Vieux, kicks off this season of grimy hands clawing through orange messes of boiled crawfish, magnificent twinkling floats coming down St. Charles, no time for naps between [...]

Here’s what’s happened since I got back:
1. Two slugs appeared on my moldy bathroom wall. When I tried to flush them, they stayed peacefully in the bottom of the bowl, taunting me with their amphibious antennae. When I told Art that the creatures are making a comeback along with the basidiomycota (black [...]