There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
Bug
Lies, Lies, LIES!
"Santa, Santa, Santa... It's always Santa!" -- Jan Brady, sort of. I remember...
Remembering
A friend died last week. I referred to her as my sister-in-law, even though she was really...
Job du Jour R.I.P.
Life: “You know? I just don’t give a damn.” I completely understand...
Coliseum Park Fountain
The park between Camp and Coliseum Streets in the Lower Garden is a nice place to go...