Why I’ve No Need to Fear the Cadet with Half a Head

If you look at this picture you can see the turret adjoining my room.  Just look to the far right and up.  But if you look at this picture, you can see that this floor did not exist back when Ole Half Head was alive.
Therefore I’m assuming he won’t come up here looking for me.

Help Me, Spanish Speakers!

Words I don’t know–
Sicalíptico
Cupleteras
Things that seem like they might amuse me if I were fluent–
“En España se escriben novelas eróticas porque el amore es aún una aventura inaseqible; al meno, infrecuente. Toda la literatura que con el amor se relaciona tiene en este país el mísmo atractivo que caracterizaba a los libros de viajes en [...]

Charleston Gives Up Its Gifts

I’m sitting here listening to a ragtime version of “Just a Closer Walk with Thee.”  People seem on the verge of dancing.  I ask you to imagine anyone dancing to “Just a Closer Walk with Thee.”  It just cracks me up.  Although, maybe we’d all be better off if we danced to hymns.
Here’s another version [...]

Also, Answer Me This

If you’re at a fairly expensive restaurant in Charleston and you order the crab cakes with cottage fries and bacon cole slaw, why are you, and by you, I mean me, finding fish scales in said crab cakes?  Wouldn’t a crab cake no longer be a crab cake if it has other fish in it?

My Other Small Agricultural Goddess

So, Beth is always sending me these emails that are like “I can bring you some wisteria.  Do you want some moonflowers?  Can I bring you an Angel Trumpet cutting?” and I’m always scurrying off to the internet to see what the heck she’s talking about beause I’m not always sure I know what she’s [...]