Sometimes, factotums are easily bored, always looking for something new to hold their attention. Just as likely, they're simply bad at everything and stumble from one failure to the next. And then there are the wanderers.

September is over.

It's a rainy Sunday afternoon, the last day of September, bringing to a conclusion the first month of my year in New Orleans. 1/12th of a year over and where am I?Time goes slow in these first few months. On one hand, as each day passes in which I haven't landed a permanent job (well, … Continue reading September is over.