A couple of short stories, first about mp3 players before Apple started making them, and then one that pulls the rock and roll out of those mp3 headphones right out into the real world.

A few weeks ago, we went to the Global Wildlife Center. You get in a big trailer behind a tractor, and putter around some pastureland. You have cups of food to feed various creatures, which seem mostly to be in the deer family.

Halloween this year was wet. I never thought about it before, but I don't ever remember a rainy Halloween before -- not even as a kid. But it was fine.

Saturday morning, we went to the Wooden Boat Festival in Madisonville. In my mind, it's more of a boat show than a boat festival, as no one was deep-frying Oreos near a stage full of fiddle players. But who doesn't like a boat show?

On the one hand, assigning "unscramble the spelling words" to a dyslexic kid is kind of mean. On the other hand, we both had a good laugh unscrambling "and" when I explained what people are informally referring to when they reference "my nads."

Almost every night, I walk in the dark. By August, it doesn't feel unusual to step into the lush thick air. Even though the sun has been down for a couple of hours, the streets still release the heat that they stored during the day. Manicured yards and neglected yards are all thick and green, albiet with different flora.

This is a really really long post full of all the activities I did while being by myself this week.

One night recently, a handful of us were at <a href="http://www.erinrosebar.com" target="_blank">Erin Rose</a> maintaining a buzz that we had put on elsewhere in New Orleans. We were hanging out in a narrow space between the bar and the restroom doors. (This is a great story!)

Part two of us sailing Chesapeake Bay.

A trip around Washington, DC, and then sailing Chesapeake Bay

A short animal story that has absolutely nothing to do with my pets.

A lesson in the states of matter. It's a cute kid story.