Esteban and his muy sexy guitar
My mother ordered a DVD instructional by Esteban on how to play the sexiest instrument in the world – the guitar. It was signed “To Pat, Esteban.” Wonders never cease in that household.
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Year: 2006
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The locura and the risk go hand in hand here
Conversation yesterday about how in post-Katrina times, New Orleanians seem engaged in higher than usual risky behavior – STDs are on the rise, alcoholism is at an all time high, love is waxing or waning behind every closed door, long-awaited pools are being dug in back yards, interiors are being spruced up to a new level of opulence and nuttiness is on the rise and manifesting itself into bizarre behavior. So with all this heightened…
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TGIF
I chained myself to the desk yesterday and called sources all day as I have three reports in the field. Then found out I have to be in Chicago in a week (thank goodness not this week). Not once did I venture to the LaLa except for the Bean and my walk in the morning. Later in the afternoon I went to Sip on Magazine, to meet M, the photographer who is going to work…
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Save me from the haikus
There are for my US reporters: Olya Olya, my Flower Is the best thing in my world Everyday is sunshine Beth Always the laughter Is what catches me off guard As if she gets me Donna She stands by her beer And rides it up and then down Shooting stars burn bright Robin Blue background like bird Her emails are short and sweet Oft times plain funny Teresa Voice like band camp girl She digs…
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Flower power
Olya, my flower Is the best thing in my world Everyday is sunshine She is looking out the window this morning at the snowstorm that has swept through Chicago. Looking and looking – working from home there are no snowdays.
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Aussie Wine Tasting was a Ripper
Lying in my bed Haikus form and take shape there I wonder why me? Graham was my wine date She looked like a movie star Complete with a cig Lucia wore pastel But kept quiet through the night Death cab had her first Beth kept a schedule Drink now, eat now, play now, go She must be tired Redell won with words Ripper, Ta, Fair Dinkum, Mate Who knew she would win? Tommy prefers junk…
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Sugah, can you get me some sugar.
I got in just in time for the sky to open up and let loose. We know how to do rain here in New Orleans. But speaking of the surreal – L, man of mystery stopped by the LaLa when he saw Blue parked out front yesterday, but Joe was the one driving it as he was hauling a bunch of stuff to the dump for me. When I walked over there later in the…
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Sugar, Seatbelts, and the South
The two guys who helped me move this morning – Barry and Tom – both got their breakfast at the Budget truck rental counter – ice cream sandwich and orange pop. I said I have an energy bar in my truck that might make you feel better. Oh no, they said, this is good. Later in the truck, sitting on a milk crate between Barry and Tom – Barry was driving and said he had…
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Clara comes home
A friend and former colleague and writer just picked up her little girl in China and started writing a blog about her – www.margbennett.com
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Misty Bayou
It is supposed to be pouring down rain this evening and a cold front coming in but last night it started drizzling and now there is this curtain of humidity that hangs over everything even creating a mist on the bayou. Today the movers come to move the cabinets from the Can to the LaLa – space opens here, progress happens there. Half the deck is in place on the terrace. The front yard is…