I dropped G at the airport and the Bean and I went and had lunch with mom today. She is thankfully looking and feeling much better than she has been. This seems to be a pattern with her – one slip on her health-a-meter leads to a downward spiral that looks like it might keep going, then she bounces back and goes back to her normal state – which isn’t great, but it seems to…
Poem Without Forgiveness The husband wants to be taken back into the family after behaving terribly, but nothing can be taken back, not the leaves by the trees, the rain by the clouds. You want to take back the ugly thing you said, but some shrapnel remains in the wound, some mud. Night after night Tybalt’s stabbed so the lovers are ground in mechanical aftermath. Think of the gunk that never comes off the roasting…
It is nigh impossible to find antique hardware that was once so common in New Orleans – the way the doors latch, the hinges, the transom pulls, not to mention window locks – all of these fine metal pieces are victims of Katrina – no one salvaged anything – they just threw cypress doors away with the brass and iron ball hinges, they chucked transoms with the brass rods, asbestos roof shingles tossed into piles.…
I met G at the memorial, which had moved to N’s house, which serendiptously was on the parade route. It was tough seeing the remnants of a man’s life – I perused his bookshelves and his art and thought, I could date a man like this – with books like Walker Percy’s Thanatos Syndrome and Greil Marcus’ Mystery Train front and center on the shelves. His fiance was talking about how they had all these…
That’s the theme of Krewe du Vieux, the first Mardi Gras parade to start the season off. I’m meeting G in the Marigny because she has to attend a funeral service for an ex – not fun – but a good reminder that life is short, so enjoy. In the meantime, she snuck away from me yesterday to meet Big and I told her the bigger they are the harder they fall, but she can’t…
David stopped at the house this morning to measure the slab again and said that he was hoping to have everything put in by Friday. Giovanni was at the house and he pulled me aside and pled the case for his second cousin Willie who has kids and needs some work and could I put him to work for a few weeks – G, I said, I don’t have any money despite what it looks…
I woke this morning and ran to Pilates – it was a sleepless night with Arlene chewing like her skin was peeling off – so after Pilates, I took her in only to find out she has a bad skin infection from her allergies and naturally $170 later there is all this stuff to do – so I ran home to bathe her in the expensive shampoo and wash and vacuum the world – not…
The entourage is growing larger by the day – but en masse we made our way to the Marigny and Moosey made Santa Fe turn over the entire side of the restaurant to us – and it was wine, women and song all night. You build your karma history with every step so you better make sure you know what you are doing because it all comes back – the good and the ugly –…
I told G that if I die I want to be buried with my five finger elephant puppets and I want Who Shot the LaLa to be played at the funeral – she refused, insisting she wants to go first. Then my work husband called and spoke to me of the twinkle in my eye and he made me sound irresistable, which of course is why he is my work husband and why I love…
I received in the mail five elephant finger puppets – don’t ask – but when you put them on one hand and wiggle your fingers around like mad it creates this crazy sensation – so then you say to yourself, huh, let’s put this to music, and you know by the fact that they are wearing blue batik print that they want to do Elvis Costello’s Everyday I Write the Book – and soon, you…