The places I have lived can be split into very distinct periods of my life, even in repetition. Looking back, I have found time marked in periods of five to six, beginning upon my indoctrination i…
Good day, peasant! This is Mao, a loud Russian Blue, in his proper attire. I’m pretty sure that when he looks in the mirror (and he does), this is what he sees (even though he shares a name with The Chairman).
He will also answer to Maocifer or “stinky ol’ cat” and hates it when you blatantly mock his loud, whining yelling. I would never do that though, since I am a good citizen (or subject, as the case may be).
This image is also available as an encaustic piece.
Riffing off of Austin’s “Don’t Dallas My Austin”, this tee proclaims there IS no other city like New Orleans and you know it.Â Don’t turn her into Anytown, U.S.A.Â She’s better than that.Â Despite all her problems, we will love her unconditionally.Â We’re not a theme park, this is where we live, love, and fight on, for better or worse.Last calls, go-cups, music vs. noise, riverfront property and raising the rent, set against the backdrop of the usual corruption, mismanaged city services, violence and basic education woes.Â New Orleans is in danger of a slow soul drainage and it’s something the SWB or Army Corps can’t fix (yeah you rite).Â I may not have been born here, but I will die before I see this city go under the waves or drown in mediocrity.
Blog to Tumblr, turnabout is fair play.
I don’t often feel the need to post on Tumblr at all, much less post anything personal/emotion-related, but I’ve seen enough of my IRL friends doing this on Tumblr and Facebook and Twitter that I think it’s worth mentioning.
Please don’t make a post about how…