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.

Monday, we'll find out which three other teams have to come to Baton Rouge and try to get through a regional against the biggest, noisiest crowd in baseball.

I had a particularly bad (but likable) teacher. The same one, a couple of different times. Here's how he was awful.

In which I make first grade homework a lot of fun.

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