Month: February 2015

Our first visitor to the Beached Whale Salon, which is a dirty streetcorner cast with the hopeful glow of a distant U-HAUL sign and that witching-hour expectation of a New Orleans evening right before urine hits the sidewalks, is poet DeWitt Brinson. Bio: “DeWitt Brinson is” reads the text in his bio. And that is […]

So far, 2015 has been full of new beginnings: 12-step programs, coffee with butter and coconut oil, a new full-time job that comes with an office that I don’t have to share with an industrial furnace. When you start the new year by assembling the Lego Swamp Police Station, good things are sure to follow. Changes. It […]