I began reading Liar’s Poker this afternoon and am halfway through the book – it’s one I’ve been wanting to read for a while but was compelled to now that I picked up Lewis’ latest book, The Blind Side. I think I read too fast. I think I experience life too fast. I told Gomez as we walked around the bayou this afternoon that G has this uncanny ability to linger in bed in the…
I was shivering in my long sleeve shirt this morning while walking the Bean. At 10PM it was still warm and when I woke this morning instant cool. The good thing is that the rain has stopped and the siding can go up on the addition. The bad thing is that this weather makes me feel like a bear, I want to hibernate, BUT my cave still isn’t ready to be occupied. I learned at…
Everyone who comes to visit at the Can is impressed by the large sunny windows and the kind of hip layout. You know what? The Bean and I say pishaw – living here is the equivalent of being kenneled – we have no access to the outside without having to go down three flights of stairs or the elevator – the windows are so large there are no screens and one time a swarm of…
The other night a friend told me that a guy we know takes issue with me because I cheated on my husband. I said, you know what, he doesn’t know me, he doesn’t know I loved my husband to the core. He doesn’t know that during an aberration – a rough patch in my and my lover’s marriages – that we also fell in love. The man who takes issue with me has never been…
After work, I went out to Metairie to see Abby #2 and she is more beautiful every time I see her. But her mother said she is a stinker and doesn’t sleep and wants to eat every 45 minutes. She slept in my arms for two hours. Then I made my way home down Veterans Memorial Boulevard – the soul of the suburbs. I picked up Saints shirts for the Snake – his birthday is…
G and I were supposed to have a date last night since of late she has been preoccupied and so have I and when we have seen each other it has been in the company of others. So we were going to have a steak at La Boca, home of L, man of mystery’s, food poisoning. I hesitated to go again, and L even asked why we were going there, but then thought I’d give…
G put a name to what has been bothering me, us, lately. Eli’s Coming. It’s like waking up with this feeling of dread – like did I do something wrong? is something about to go wrong? It’s possible it comes from laissez les bons temps rouler – it’s so easy here in the Big Easy to enter into the fray of good times. Take the upcoming last weekend of this month – on Friday night…
The other night L asked “you have been married three times” as if he was hearing it for the first time. I ask you what carries a greater stigma, at a certain age not having been married or having done it multiple times? Hard to say. It just is what it is.
By the time everyone figures out what is going on, it will not matter what is said now about Yahoo – WS wants to punish, so it does, and there it is, but there was a good article on MediaPost’s blog about how it is positioning itself as the 21st century media company. It needs to be a right now media company.
A guy jumped off the Omni Royal into the inner courtyard committing suicide, found on his body was a note that he had strangled his girlfriend in the bathtub, then cut her up and roasted her arms and legs in the oven and boiled her head on top of the stove. This was indeed verified when the cops got to their French Quarter apartment – one charred head in a pot, and well, you know…