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A rat named Nick

I can’t find J, because he left his phone in someone’s car the other night when he was out getting loaded. I need him to come get this trash and haul it to the dump. K said “I know you don’t like me to tell you problems” (sigh) “but, I saw a rat the other night when I was closing up.” I said yes, I saw him too, he lives under the house and I’ve…

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Is the LaLa sui generis?

The tile setter started today with his helper. I went by to bring P&T, Steve’s sons, extra Tung oil and Poly Coat and steel wool to redo the columns since the MORONS who worked for Schild Construction – Orion and what’s his name – wrapped the bubble wrap so all the water would stay in the columns when it rained. V was there doing the roof – he put the awning roof up and the…

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Do unto others as you would have them…

Dinner with mom tonight – it’s Monday in New Orleans, so it’s red beans and rice for dinner. I brought the red beans and she made the rice. I’ve been a little miffed at her. My niece’s baby shower passed a few weekends ago, and she missed it because she just couldn’t get five miles down the road. Meanwhile she was bemoaning not attending some ne’erdewells wedding where she works (she’s known this woman for…

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Sip like a Soprano

B opened up Sip in MidCity through a licensing agreement with the owners of Sip on Magazine – we love Sip. Every Tuesday night is Sip & Spin. One night the music that was spinning was all Stevie Nicks all the time – and seeings how my hair is so shaggy and I used to be her double in the 70s, this was one of my favorite nights. Also Summer of Love or French Hip…

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Back from Knoxville

G’s back from her brother’s wedding and she’s feeling like she can’t live here. She’s having anniversary issues. She’s having issues with no services. She’s mixed on the mayor’s response to NY and his apology. She’s not sure about a lot of things – B, J, being here, moving away. There’s one thing I can say to all of this – I don’t want to live in Knoxville.

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Ken is holding the LaLa hostage

I spoke to Steve Kohls – my contractor today – and told him the windows are on their way in and I need the columns refinished by his son P or T, whoever can get to it, he said he has three sons down sick right now. Meanwhile, he said that K hadn’t decided if he was going to lay the rubber flooring on the terrance or not and I lost it. Deep breath.

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Hank at the Maple Leaf

I called Hank at the urging of the Snake and N – and he wasn’t in so the bartender asked me the message – I gave her my name and number and she said what’s this in reference to – and I said well Travis kicked me out of the bar Saturday night because I told him to fuck off after he shoved me out of the way. She said man, he was in a…

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Ms. Marie

I invited Ms. Marie who lives directly across the bayou from me to come tomorrow for the commemoration. She was pimping her son to me the other day saying “look how he likes dogs” when he was petting Arlene. Ms. Marie is 93 years old. She’s the one H was referring to when she said I am going to live a long happy life in my house on the bayou as evidenced by Ms. Marie…

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