Checkpoint Charlie’s, The Music Box and DIY Choices…

Every once in a while, one is reminded of the choices we make in life, of how we sometimes get mired in the vacuum’s we create, and how my vacuum ain’t your vacuum and vice versa…and I guess we all have our own qualifications for what constitutes a good vacuum/life and what don’t, what is…

In Memoriam…eight kids

From the Times Picayune… In this impromptu gang of friends, “Band Camp” was the oldest, at 26. He was taking his turn with a cardboard sign, appealing to the charitable instincts of drivers on Elysian Fields Avenue as they slowed for the red light at North Claiborne. A month from now, he would likely be…

To my Friends in San Francisco…

So yeah, I lived in San Francisco for five years and I still have a few friends in that fine city who for some reason still follow the 49ers, and I am guessing that some of them even think that they have a chance against the Saints…uh, sorry…no, not a chance. So to L.L., M.T.,…