Does any of it matter?

It’s a thought that keeps me up at night sometimes, in between my crazy, vivid dreams (I have an active imagination, what can I say…) Anyone can tell you..."it’s not worth the fight" You can tell a battered, bruised, abused child that they will never amount to anything and will probably have a hard life.…

New Orleans vs. all y’all…

Mid-way through a clean snap of tail from body, the spicy, garlicky juice of a freshly-boiled crawfish squirted directly in my eyeball. That's the risk that comes with attending a free-for-all, crawfish boil at 10pm on a Sunday night. But I happily rinsed out my eye in the bathroom and came back for more. My lips…

Hostess with the Most-stress

Despite listening to T-Swift's hit an embarrassing number of times, and knowing that the haters are indeed going to hate...there's this feeling that I, against my best efforts, keep thinking about...and I have yet to shake it off.  It creeps up in me before I think about inviting a friend over. It bubbles up as…