MSY is like a wasteland
The New Orleans International Airport is dead – there is no one there – you could shoot a canon through the terminal.
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The New Orleans International Airport is dead – there is no one there – you could shoot a canon through the terminal.
Because the LaLa isn’t costing me enough money, I invent new ways to spend it. I ordered new windows for the master bathroom – I got clear glass. Sigh – I “see” now I need frosted glass. And I wonder – is it me? Am I on the only loser remodeller that just can’t find enough things to spend money on?
Having had a rough time getting out of town and getting to Dallas for a conference on Tuesday – first my Yahoo episode, then forgetting my wallet and having to run back to the Can (btw: nice woman at the American Airline counter checked my bag and gave me a ticket and then said: “hurry” – thank you mam, for not being a factotem), not to mention several other minor factors along the way like…
Forget about sponge worthy like Elaine pondered in one Seinfeld episode – nowadays everyone is older and the question is are they house worthy. I had lunch with a friend who has been seeing someone regularly and said do you envision moving in together and he said, “well I own my place, so it would have to be moving in with me” and it looks like we’re going that way but that would be a…
That’s how I liken some industry conferences – we all talk to each other, we read the same journals and then they hold a conference where it is the mutual admiration society – good lord – it is like inbreeding or sitting in dirty water and not getting clean – at some point you just have to say no, no more.
My fav stock Yahoo keeps finding new ways to punish me – the latest is that the two categories my online media buyer sources said are on fire – finance and travel – Yahoo says is weak. Down 13% today – last earnings call down almost 30% – what the fuck is going on? This company should be in the sweet spot – they delayed a launch, they see weakness where there is none –…
Finally got some sleep last night – except for the chewing and scratching interruptions brought to you by the itchy Bean – so walked around the bayou early. Several houses down from me is a project house – one that has been in the works pre-K like mine. The owner was sitting on his porch with his laptop and as I winded around the large pile of torn out bricks on the sidewalk he looked…
I got a guy to come out and spray on foam insulation in the addition’s ceilings – that stuff is costly – but it will help cut back some of the heat penetration having no attic space might otherwise invite. That stuff looks nasty too – it’s just globs and globs of glob. I might have him do the attic in the main house.
The world will be watching Monday, September 25 when the Saints play Monday night football in the Superdome. This will be the first image the world has seen of the dome since the horrific scenes of Katrina. U2 and Green Day are playing in the spirit of rebirth and rebuilding here in New Orleans. L has season tickets, so I am going to be there Monday night – woo hoo. I haven’t seen a Saints…
Sip, here in MidCity had a licensing agreement with the Sip on Magazine Street – I think now they are going the way of separate entities – because Sip is now to be called Swirl here in MidCity. Swirl kind of reminds me of hurricanes, and swig as in how one drinks bourbon, or the swirling detritus in my pee brain, or swirling emotions, and how about twirl, which is what I feel like doing…