Temple Run
The deed is done. The movers drove up yesterday in an 80 foot truck, the kind you see in your rear view mirror barreling down the freeway and decide to merge into the right hand lane quick. Warren and Richard stormed through my boxes, wrapped furniture in pads, placed inventory stickers on everything and drove […]
Jumping Around
We watched news reports about Hurricane Isaac as it churned over Plaquemines Parish and spun toward the oil refineries of Baton Rouge. I flew to San Francisco to get the rest of my stuff to bring back to Monroe, glad the scab of purple clouds which covered the moon the night before didn’t mean my flight […]
Beauty and the Bugs
When I first moved to Monroe, Louisiana from Oakland, California, I was cautioned about becoming a bug activist. Instead I was advised to think about mosquito repellent, ant poisons, moth balls strategically laid out in garden beds to discourage the appearance of moccasin snakes, and cans of hornet zappers placed on patio tables. Speaking of […]
Biking Around the Upper Ouachita
I took a bike ride this morning around Bayou Bartholomew, which is not quite as Lance Armstrong as it sounds, a five-mile pedal around a stretch of houses that hug the bayou. Bayous conjure up memories of Roy Orbison crooning about his bleu bayou. It turns out that technically a bayou is a sluggish body […]
A Jew in Monroe, Louisiana
This is my first season in Louisiana. I came here in triple digit heat, sweat beading off my arms by just standing outside, an occupant of cold suburban caves and icy cars who was admonished not to roll down windows, driving back and forth along highway 165 transporting a young friend to and from the […]