Sometimes my girlfriend is really cranky

I’m downstairs studying. I have just taken a break to eat a really tasty lunch of cream cheese, capers, tomato, and lox on an everything bagel. That has definitely brightened my day. I’m feeling good, getting things done until . . .the girlfriend wakes up and comes into the living room.

Feeling homesick

I wrote this in August 2006, a year after Katrina and not quite a year before we moved to Austin. I like looking backwards to reassess how I felt, and to compare that to how I feel now. Anyway, it’s a bit of a love letter to Louisiana.

Random musings on home and weather

I’ve been sitting on my front porch for over an hour.

The weather is cooler tonight and there is the tiniest breeze that flutters the leaves in the renegade tree/bush that has planted roots in the ground and is threatening to overtake my porch steps.

Might as well keep going

Since I vowed to start keeping track of my word stuff, here’s one that I was just doing in my head.

“To pull them” turns into “Be dell fun”

The l stays, says I. And everything else is a CV cluster (consonant, vowel) and there is a bit of repetition here. Without mentioning long or short, the clusters are tu, pu, de.

From blasty-hoo to bushytail

For the first time ever, I am going to attempt to explain what the hell it is I do in my head. Let’s start at the beginning: I used to count letters in words. All the time. First I counted steps, and then when I got over that I counted letters in words and phrases. After I counted them, I would subdivide them (EVENLY! It only counts if it’s evenly!) into new syllables and then listen to the new syllables. This worked up into longer words and phrases and I’m just saying I probably walked around 2nd grade with a constipated look on my face as I tried to keep track of the letters.