That’s what we all are down here in New Orleans – happy – blissfully fucking happy – we’re so happy we forgot to vote correctly, forgot to watchdog the levee board, forgot to buy flood insurance – we’re a happy happy lot down here. The fireworks from my window were sure pretty tonight – I had them in stereo – Boomtown to Downtown – happy is what it made me. Blissfully fucking happy.
What? Irresponsible? The rheumy eyes were tell-tale. I told her about J trying to kiss me. The long pause. “You know why the gardener is no longer here? … Oh, what is the word? I can’t think of it. It was D’s wedding and I had fractured both of my ankles and had taken a pain pill. He was in here working and I was lying down in there. I can remember what I was…
The yin and yang of yesterday is still resonating. My ATM card was lifted from under my nose at Kinko’s – the manager wanted to pay for my copies, then my coffee, then when all of that was refused she took me in her arms and hugged me. Fair enough. It worked. The social Xray in the making at Stafford Tile was flip – I responded by being a bitch. I tried to be super…
I’ve never figured out who Jessica or Nick is but they appear in the news and tabloids quite often. I consider it a blessing that I have escaped knowing them. Today I went to the attorney’s office and signed my own divorce papers in order to expedite my home refinancing – which after today needs to be expedited. Orleans Sheet Metal showed up – T with the beautiful mouth, who has taken over his daddy’s…
I was thinking about a couple of things that I wanted to jot down when I was taxiing into JFK – I wore my “Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was gone” tee shirt on the plane and you can’t believe how many people approached me to just talk about their experiences. I was in the elevator in NY and a family got on with all the girls wearing some fashion of…
I happen to like New York. The electricity kept going out in the Can last night – and interspersed with waking knowledge that this was happening was concern for those polar bears trying to grab onto an iceberg and only getting shards – then drowning from the long distances they have to swim to get to a safe haven. When the lights go out the Can has emergency lights that switch on – I wasn’t…
After seeing an Inconvenient Truth this afternoon, today’s heat seems to possess some underlying evil besides having robbed me of my energy. It was interesting to watch Gore present an issue by layering it with his own personal tragedy and loss – usually it’s the woman’s narrative that reads so intimately. Through adversity comes knowledge – again strength of character is forged through life’s tough experience. I think of S, whose experience up until last…
My landline at the Can got turned on today and lo and behold I had 25 voice mail messages on there – some pre-Katrina: Aug 27 – 4:59 PM – Les calling from El Dorado where he went “in case” Katrina hit – he said, “y’all must be busy having a hurricane party” Aug 28 – 9:20 AM – Nick calling saying “someone’s having a fit because he can’t find his Star Wars sticker book…
I have written many times over the years about how much I love my company – the people are one step from normal – a step in the right direction – anyway the following is an example of why I love them – this comes with permission from the founder of the company and he sent the message to the people who actually work in the San Francisco office – most of us work all…
So you think about things in their macro and micro perspective and as I mentioned the other day everything can only be known in contrasts. So when I lay in bed and rode the earthquake at the hotel in SF and then fielded the call from my doctor an hour later saying there was a problem with my mammo – suddenly carrying the cross of New Orleans, the daunting job of finishing the LaLa, the…