My Boy in Chicago – one of the best writers I know loves this poet and this poem reminds me of his writing: Courtship There is a girl you like so you tell her your penis is big, but that you cannot get yourself to use it. Its demands are ridiculous, you say, even self-defeating, but to be honored, somehow, briefly, inconspicuously in the dark. When she closes her eyes in horror, you take it…
When Blue didn’t make the turn this time and had the tire blow out I just though of N saying you need air in this and that tire and how good grief I do not take the turns well. But a flat tire it was but luckily in front of Parkway and AAA came sooner than expected and the spare is a full size and now I will deal with this on return. But everthing…
Another outstanding day here in the Crescent City – walked around the bayou with N and Renny this morning and we talked about plans for Mardi Gras – what parades are definite and where to see them. We’ll probably head to our usual spot, which happens to be too close to where I don’t want to be but I’m going to just ignore that presence over there and enjoy myself. In the meantime, passing by…
Sunny day again here – N called this morning to talk about UNO and the rearrangement of offices etc – it’s all a constant shifting universe around here – the new normal. She and the Snake have decided to paint the tub red – and so I look forward to my first bath at the camp when the addition is done. S came by last night for dinner and we had a long heart to…
Another beautiful day here – a long conversation with N that kept hinging on one thing that is the deal breaker with me – the one thing I refuse to compromise on – and so it is and so we are and so are done. Steve sees ashes, I see a Phoenix. ——————————————– No Warning No Reason Because he left her, she must make him someone she doesn’t love, rescripting as deception their hand-clasped walks…
The big old sun just set directly out of my window – helps me figure out east from west at least. But it’s Friday night and well – the agenda is loose and must the IPOD be playing – “If loving you is wrong?” Good lord it’s like some comedy show around here. Meanwhile, mom and the spa – what can I say – she got a manicure and pedicure yesterday in preparation for going…
This contractor seems to be just what the doctored ordered. In 3 weeks they are going to start framing up the addition and then we should start seeing progress. In the meantime, the city is readying itself for Mardi Gras and you look around and sometimes think there has been little progress. But today I walked into my apartment at the Can to find two men under my desk – hello? – they were connecting…
Driving home last night through the darkness of Broad and Louisana and across Jeff Davis – you see the shadowy figures of stray dogs that have lost their homes since Katrina. There are a bunch of good looking dogs out there but they all look scared. People leave food along the bayou for them, but I wonder if there is some other effort going on to try to shelter these dogs. Note to self to…
I looked for shooting stars last night but didn’t see a one. Then the spinning of the afternoon crescendo’d but fell away when the clock struck midnight – later, asleep, the soul fairies entered my dreams and took my soul – morning came with the emptiness – I thought about sending a cry for help – I lay there motionless until Arlene forced me to take her down to pee. Then those damn fairies were…
I’d like to say that I am jumping up and down over getting the LaLa but as N says – it’s a mess. He estimates $200K + to finish – how could this job have been so underestimated? So now just trying to figure it all out and it doesn’t look pretty. I spoke with J this morning about how to proceed with work in the meantime – the cafe for internet and scheduled land…