The Way Things Happen

New Orleans, LA

This morning my mom and I were in the car listening to the radio. There was mention of a news story about a man who is suing a wig shop because he feels the toupee he bought from the store ended up causing his heart attack.

So, later, in the afternoon I was combing out the fur on the cat. He's been shedding a lot the past few days and quite a lot of hair collected in the brush.

Some people knit sweaters with their pets' fur. I thought, why not pet toupees?



Not to show favoritism, it was important to make one for the dog too.



We're keeping the pets' spirits up.

Being Quiet

New Orleans, LA

Sometimes there is big news and I don't say anything about it here. It's hard to know where to draw the line between what is my business (and mine to share) and what is other people's business (not fully mine to share) but that effects me. Rather than negotiate that line, sometimes I just become quiet.

There are strangers that visit here. Who was the person in India who did a Google search on "gigolos in Mumbai" and got Washi Waxwing? I don't want to know. Everyone is welcome, but not just anyone is welcome to know everything. And so the quietness.

We've had a family crisis these last few weeks. It isn't a secret, but it's also not something I want to write about here. Someone we love is missing. I'd rather talk or write about it directly with people than post to the blogosphere.

Under the circumstances, it was not the right time to go to New York. I'm staying in New Orleans and will be here at least through the Fall. It's good to be here and spending time with friends and family. School will wait. It's been waiting for years so another semester or two won't matter.

I'm going to try to post more often, not about the heavy stuff, but about the little things that I often wish to share but don't because it feels awkward not to acknowledge the big stuff first.

Much love to everybody.