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Got Milk?

Having had a rough time getting out of town and getting to Dallas for a conference on Tuesday – first my Yahoo episode, then forgetting my wallet and having to run back to the Can (btw: nice woman at the American Airline counter checked my bag and gave me a ticket and then said: “hurry” – thank you mam, for not being a factotem), not to mention several other minor factors along the way like…

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Are they house worthy?

Forget about sponge worthy like Elaine pondered in one Seinfeld episode – nowadays everyone is older and the question is are they house worthy. I had lunch with a friend who has been seeing someone regularly and said do you envision moving in together and he said, “well I own my place, so it would have to be moving in with me” and it looks like we’re going that way but that would be a…

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As the bayou swirls

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…

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Can the Superdome remove its taint?

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…

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Sip is now Swirl

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…

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Is it the pain that came first?

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…

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