Tarmac ribbons criss-crossing the landscape, dusty back roads twisting between the cool shadows of ancient pines, and less traveled pathways connecting present to past, all I wander, seeking, seeing, with my keyboard and camera capturing scenes and stories to share with you.

Now in its seventh year, this venue has become an important part of my life, a place where I can express my thoughts and feelings about the things I see and do, hoping the process brings me a bit closer to friends and family who enjoy sharing my sometimes chaotic and often nonlinear observations and ideas. A journal, I suppose, but one with which I find pleasure in thinking others are alongside me on my journey.

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April 12, 2012


... in new orleans we visited the world war 2 museum ... for what it is it's a very informative offering, but i think it's mostly a "tom hanks' 'band of brothers' and 'pacific' museum" ... i'll reserve judgement, however, since the current building is merely a temporary presentation meant to fill the time until a couple of years from now when the huge multiple city block sized structure is completed and open for business ... we also strolled the streets of the french quarter ... adrien was enthusiastic, but i have to admit that neither jon nor i found much enjoyment in pushing through the hordes of "final four" fans which were clogging the sidewalks ... 

... we left new orleans via the lake pontchartrain causeway, at 23.79 miles the "world's longest bridge continuously over water" ... the newer of the spans is 45 feet longer than the original ... me, if i'd been the one to design the thing i'd have taken the time to make them come out even ... no place to stop, so adrien hung out the window to snap a picture ...