I had just left Subway when I got the call. “Tom, this is Sam Shuffler.” “Oh, hi Sam,” I said before thinking. Sam is my urologist, and I’m usually not so informal with my medical caregivers. But Sam, er, this doctor is new, and I wasn’t really prepared for his phone call. Not that it was out of the blue, but I was hoping for a call from his nurse.
I was just listening to one of my favorite podcasts, This American Life, and the episode was called Plan B. A question the host posed was how many people are still living their life according to Plan A. Plan A is the plan we formulated for our life when we were younger and encouraged to make plans. In a room of 100 people only one admitted they were still on […]
New Orleans may be famous for their Mardi Gras, but it’s not even comparable to the Cajun version. Back home in Eunice there is the traditional “courir” or run. Here in Lafayette it’s sort of a hybrid with parades of real floats and costumes that… well, you’ll just have to watch the video.
It’s 56 degrees this morning. Not too bad. I don’t have to bundle up too much, but I do need to wear a hat. The only problem is that this I’m inside at the moment. Outside it’s 29, and for South Louisiana there’s no other word for it than cold. So when my coworker says it’s freezing outside it’s not hyperbole.