I went by my mother’s to have dinner, but when I got there she wasn’t hungry and I wasn’t either, so we just sat around and caught up. She said her first love called the other day to check in as he is want to do these fifty something years after the fact. Her apartment was as smoky as the sports bar I was in earlier in the day when I went to have lunch…
At the Three Rivers Festival, I ran across GoGo’s booth – I love her jewelry – I bought one of her cuff bracelets at Jazz Fest this year, a carved silver with green underlay bamboo design. She’s one of three jewelers in New Orleans that are so unique and cool that if you miss her at the Jazz Fest or other festivals, you can now go see her on Magazine Street. She has a Guns…
After carving out a financial roadmap for the LaLa and paying bills this morning, I went for a bike ride with L, mystery ex-bar pilot, and we rode through the Marigny and the Quarter. We stopped at a used bookstore on Barracks and it was there I wondered why it seems I have no time to read in my life? A missive from Susu saying “(my hair dryer broke, it is pouring rain, the milk…
Yesterday, I ran the Crescent City Classic (5K) in 29.10 – my best time so far in a race. That’s right, I’m slow, but I endure. When I came across the finish line, there was no one around to say “atta girl” – so I patted myself on the back and walked home. Afterwards, I drove uptown for Maria to blow dry my hair and then dropped the Bean at L’s house, so she could…
I came across a DVD that intrigued me since L, man of mystery, was a riverboat pilot and this occupation is rich with mythology in these parts of the world. I don’t think the movie is worth watching because even the plot description sounds one dimensional. But it made me think of another river boat pilot – Samuel Clemens – in his early writings he satirized a pilot who wrote for the Picayune called Mark…
Sometimes I don’t want the world at my beck and call – I want to hide under a rock and just hibernate till the world stops spinning. So many good things have happened recently – the Democrats took back the House and possibly will get the Senate. Rumsfield quit. Some things have gone sideways – WalMart announced it will revert from saying Holidays to Christmas so that it has a Christmas shop not a Holiday…
There are two beliefs that the common person holds for certain – you can’t change another person and you can travel miles away from your home but you are still who you are wherever you arrive. In O’s magazine this month is a quote that says, “People change for those they love quite often…The relationships that call forth positive change are those that provide a ground of accepting the person…Relationships can illuminate flaws in one’s…
Eeyore is a fictional character from the book series Winnie-the-Pooh. Eeyore spells his name “eoR”. He is a pessimistic, gloomy, old donkey who is a friend of Winnie the Pooh. Eeyore’s name is a phonetic representation of the donkey’s bray: an (onomatopoeia), possibly derived from the baby talk name for the animal. Last night, my dinner companion held forth a combination of Eeyore, Prince of Darkness, and Man of Mystery. Hmmm.
B and I walked across town from one appointment to the next and happened to walk through Boston Commons and wow, the trees were a blazing scarlet, umber and mustard. What a beautiful urban landscape. I have grown more fond of Boston through these years of quarterly visits – and naturally it has been helped tremendously by the love I have for B and J – possibly two of the best people I have met…
I caught up with H in NY late in the afternoon after a meeting close to his office on Houston. He is working on the master plan for several districts in New Orleans with Fred Schwartz (the office he works for). He was telling me that in the lower nine a lot of houses were handed down through generations so there are a lot of people who have no titles to their homes. What was…