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Bandelier
The following morning, the Professor lights the already-built fire (LUXURY), and we listen to New Age Native American flute music, which is sort of unlike us, but perfect in this context. He reads the local paper – the Santa Fe … Continue reading
Heading to Montgomery
. . . so the day has arrived that I travel in my suddenly carseat-less car (the seats below where the boys’ carseats usually are? so gross) towards a large hotel in Montgomery, Alabama, so that I can show how … Continue reading
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Parent-Bashing in the Wake of Tragedy
A letter written after a terrible shooting: Dear people in my facebook feed whose first inclination, after hearing about the Colorado movie theater shooting, was to bash the parents who dared bring their children to a midnight showing of a … Continue reading
Fin
I just finished my very last exam of my life (except for that whole THE BAR EXAM thing – I start the class to study for that on Monday. So like, in four days. I’d like to complain to the … Continue reading
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Lundi Gras and Mardi Gras – Wrapping Up the Best Mardi Gras EVER (with a lot of pictures)
Lundi Gras (Fat Monday) was another day of day parades. We missed pretty much all of them, because they don’t run past my house and they DO run during naptime – ergo, inconvenient. I have a friend who lives on … Continue reading