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…
S’s chronic pain with her RSDS is at the root of her anger and discontent D tells my mom. But having known S prior to the tragic accident that caused this problem, I’m not so sure. L, man of mystery, called on his way home from Austin City Limits – I could have joined him but my cousins were in town, and now I’m thinking I should have joined him – but I digress, he…
Mom called to say she got a call from D – my sister’s husband – saying that he loves S and doesn’t want her to leave. This was a different version of the story that S told her, which was that he said he had had enough. Between the four of them over there – my sister, D and the two boys – it’s hard to know who did what to whom on any given…
Old age is the most unexpected of all the things that happen to a man. – Leon Trotsky Last night at Bacchanal, I saw R walk up and I told C that G was interested in him – and he said, “that old man?” – you don’t know it till you cross over the line into midlife or whatever this segment is called (my hairdresser in SF said it’s not midlife because we are not…
Last night at Bacchanal, 007 played a streamlined Carribean beat (missing were the steel drums), it almost felt like I was on a cruise with the most eclectic crowd on the planet. The crowd was exceptionally diverse last night – R came in dressed the way G likes him, A and C were there with a group of their own, P&E showed up and left because the line was too long for food – C…