Lexical Gap No. 20: Spesenritter
New Orleans is completely and totally haunted
never anger the spirits
Earlier this month, Renée Ahdieh, Sarah Nicole Lemon, Zoraida Córdova and I were in New Orleans—some of us for business, others for pleasure. New Orleans is a city I love, although perhaps the feeling isn't quite so mutual. If you follow me on Twitter, you might have seen me tweet in a panic because I lost my laptop flying back home from NOLA to NC. In fact, every single one of us lost something rather vital or important or crucial (but not irreplaceable, thank goodness) except for Lemon, who was the last of us to leave, and who left a bracelet at an altar as a peace offering.
This is how I know the spirits are real.
Last year, Roshani Chokshi and I went to Savannah for SIBA, and you might remember I shared some photos from the ghost tour we took there. As I mentioned in that newsletter, for all that I am Mulder in that I want to believe in ghosts and the existence of the supernatural, I'm really Scully in my inability …