Saint Peter Claver. Chapter 511.

In 2020 the World Economic Forum, whatever that egghead think tank may be, declared that creativity is, “the one skill that will future-proof you for the jobs market.” I have always found being creative to be useful, if not always terribly profitable.

I went to Mass at St. Peter Claver Parish yesterday. This was my second time. The first time was years ago. I dislike music so I dislike a lot of singing during Mass. There is a lot of singing at St. Peter Claver Parish. There is a lot of singing at St. Peter Claver. I am repeating that for emphasis.

I have taken a catechumen under my wing so I am giving her tours of local churches and how they are all different and the same. She knows I dislike a lot of singing because I mentioned it last week after mass at St. Anthony of Padua. St. Anthony of Padua has nothing on St. Peter Claver.

I do a lot of things that I do not report, preferring my right hand not know what my left hand is doing, if you know what I mean. I know what I am up to. You do not always need to.

I try to average one good deed every two hours in twelve hour shifts. I sometimes work overtime.

I am an urban poultry farmer, if you are new to this narrative that is my life in New Orleans. I now own five chickens, one old one, Whitey, and four young ones: Goldy I, Goldy II, Rhode Island Red, and Blackie II. As usual, I put a lot of thought into their names. I do not know which Goldy is I and which one is II. I really do not care one way or another. They are not pets, the dumb clucks.

The chickens keep me occupied. Today is Monday. I am sitting in my back garden. On some autumn days, New Orleans is Edenic. Most days, really, at least in Mid-City.

In other news, All Souls’ Day is coming up, known in Mexico as the Day of the Dead.

I have a neighbor who is very big on Day of the Dead displays every year. It is not Ed. Ed’s house is decorated for Hallowe’en. I prefer the Day of the Dead display but I am glad I do not live next to it.

I wonder if Mrs. Ed will decorate their house for Day of the Dead. It is two days after Hallowe’en. She is going to have to move fast. I will not be surprised if she does.

The neighborhood could use a little variety during November, which otherwise is dedicated to Thanksgiving. Then the light-up Santa Claus and a red-nosed reindeer will make their appearance on the Ed’s front porch on the fourth Friday in November.

Now I am going talk about the Knights of St. Peter Claver behind the paywall.