B decided to go commando and sneak back into to see his house before they were letting people in. A big tree fell through his roof and the water had been up long enough to soak the mattresses inside. He went up on the roof and fell off, cracking his ribs and hurting his shoulder and had to go to EJ for help. Now you know that EJ has nothing better to do than to…
Last night I felt as if I was being held prisoner – problem was I couldn’t walk the dogs far enough away from the prison to shake the feeling. The bayou seemed like a dream away. Compliant is not my nature – instead of running out of the house screaming, I succombed to the inevitable. I got in bed at an unreasonably early hour and turned over and prayed for sleep. Perchance to dream. Some…
What has happened down here, is the winds have changed Clouds roll in from the north and it started to rain It rained real hard, and it rained for a real long time Six feet of water in the streets of Evangeline The river rose all day, the river rose all night Some people got lost in the flood, some people got away all right The river had busted through clear down to Plaquemines Six…
You can destroy an author’s original notes for a novel, like to Moby Dick, and the words, printed a million times, won’t be lost – every story I read about New Orleans never recovering just makes me think all that is fit to print is bullshit and hyperbole and not worth reading. Every email that comes out of the St John Community is about wanting to return now. Every fiber of my being wants to…
Life has now found its true bizarre context living in Arlington in this corporate apartment wanting nothing more than to return home to play date, the Can’s swimming pool, and watching the LaLa’s progress and plans. W picked up a wrist band at a store en route that says DESIRE and that is definitely what is the theme of the day – desire to return home, desire desire desire – shoot me now. My desire…
They are trying to wash you away. Took 15 years to come back to my beloved city only to find it now completely under water. I did not want to leave, but Sunday morning with Category 5 warning and a mandatory evacuation notice, Steve made the decision for us. At doggie playdate we held a conference: Nancy not going, Bill nervous, Val going, Les gone. Back at the Can we gave ourselves an hour to…
Day before yesterday L told me I am the only woman he loves and trusts – this is after G reamed him out about K and K told him that T is calling her wanting her to meet him – she’s meeting him today for coffee and talk. She’s doing that because L said he would still date and possibly sleep with other women and yet he wants to see her once a month and…
what does that mean? it’s on the church marquee over on broad street. Something bizarre. Okay why is it that everyday seems like an enormous task just to take care of matters at hand? tomorrow instead of lunch at mom’s, she’s going to come here and go to Parkway with me – saves me the smoky room for two hours that I find toxic. S is in SF this week and I had a lot…
There is some weird thing going on in my life where S keeps trying to get closer to my face – what is that? Then there is the whole ebb and flow thing where it is so unbelievably difficult to get ebb and flow together. I keep thinking of Bill Murray and that movie – does he have a kid or not and the way that bit of information changed every step forward – it’s…
Stormed all night with Arlene up and down in the bed with the quivers. Vivid dreams. Walking along the bayou to playdate the pinky blue clouds were skimming the water. There are too many images, memories, words, feelings to get them all straight in my mind. I keep trying to lay them out in some linear fashion but they get all tangled up again as soon as I line them up. Saw Broken Flowers last…