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I swear the weather has been like living in the tropics here and it is early March. I’ve got some sort of pulled muscle in my elbow so no weights and some pulled muscle down below and so no squats or lunges and so what’s left – yes, you got it, a nice long run along the bayou in the sunshine. The first floor framing is going up on LaLa and I had to go…
Is the Fool the hero or the joke? I like best to think of the Fool as the one in the deck about to step off the cliff, to give herself over completely to whatever – romantic love, to a new beginning, a fresh start, a new path – it is the Enthusiast in the deck – the one that says here is a big risk and I will delight in all that it brings…
It seems that either I have a missive in my email box each morning that says “dude, you sound depressed” or one that says “you seem to be moving forward quite well” – people are reading the same entry and getting completely different ideas of what life is like in my world. It’s very curious. So a friend sends this to me this morning in hopes that I will see the light or what has…
Rogue Wave: Publish My Love Wait there, just enough to see you smile. I mixed up the distance of the miracle mile. You could never publish my love You could never publish my love You could never publish my love You could never publish my love Just stand there, you could never make me go through it. The congas, they’re bleeding through his bit-battle wounds You could never publish my love You could never publish…
Glorious blessed day – long bike ride out to the lakefront – cranes and workers doing work on the levee – visit with Mom (S went back to Atlanta this morning) – lights starting to pop on in the wasteland outside the Can’s window – sheetrockers might start tomorrow – framing starts tomorrow – LaLa money hemorrhaging starts tomorrow – less than a 100 days till hurricane season. S home in California, R home in…
The Bean would not let me linger in bed this morning even though every fiber of my being wanted just that. Yesterday was a wretched day – really – hard to believe you can keep having wretched days but got up and went to work out and exercised for two hours trying to push passed feelings of anxiety and sadness with S leaving later that day. Then home to turn over the truck to him…
One of my favorite bumperstickers – it covers so many different topics and agendas. Orlando sucks. Just in case anyone out there doesn’t know it Orlando and Arlington suck. Sitting in a hotel conference room with 1500 other people listening to Al Gore talk about global warming – he put up images of UK barriers on the Thames and then Dutch dikes and then New Orleans levee system – the entire crowd laughed but me.…
Early rise to start Fat Tuesday – we had a plan – and we followed through and the first stop was the R Bar where the scene was quite wonderful – riffs on Broke Back Mountain, pregnant uniformed schoolgirls, flamingos, the best was the blue street sign Flood and St. Claude, and lots of others. Then to the Friendly Bar where the spectacular unfolded from St. Ann coming through – there is nothing to describe…
Wasted day feeling like I was carrying a 70 lb person on my back through the 9 hours of parades yesterday – went to the Quarter to have lunch with S and got some cool stack shoes with red flames on them and some more purple stockings for tomorrow. Then home for the much needed nap that never really gelled because the phone kept ringing. P called and said there was a little fright with…
L said it is a Southern thing that I cannot tell a story without digressing but Eudora Welty said Southerners live their narratives and that’s what I am trying to tell him – it’s all about the details. So when he said have you heard from? and I said well and then digressed. The Falling Dangermonds were on display again yesterday – S said he fell several times on the float and I fell yesterday…