I ran into E this morning and she said she didn’t make my party because Mable had a stroke and then died. The iconic white dog that has been a part of the family has passed on. After seeing her, I saw her husband running on the bayou and gave my regrets – only a dog passing can make a grown man cry in the morning.
I ran into the Bayou Stone Fox in the park this morning running. He said he couldn’t make the party because he was sick – had stomach flu. He had just fallen and his hands were bloody as if he had just come off the cross or something. Very strange. He said he finally moved in his house, which was almost destroyed by Katrina but that he still doesn’t have a kitchen. Like a lot…
That’s right – sometimes the nights just flow like that. After dropping off Jake, I headed to Swirl to meet everyone and we made our way to La Vita for dinner at a nice big round table. F’s niece Besta was with us at Swirl but took off for her 2nd date after only four days of being in town – she’s a beauty like a lot of those Turks – what is with that…
Oliver ‘Who Shot the La La’ Morgan dead at 74 Times Picayune By Keith Spera Music writer Oliver Morgan, the New Orleans rhythm & blues vocalist best known for his 1964 hit “Who Shot the La La,” died Tuesday in Atlanta. He was 74. Mr. Morgan grew up in the 9th Ward alongside Fats Domino, Jessie Hill and Smiley Lewis. He sang in church and with friends from the neighborhood. He recorded his first singles…
I asked a friend today about his mother and he told me she died three weeks ago. I didn’t know. He said he thinks about her more now than he did when she was alive. Another guy emailed me that he was sorry he didn’t make my party because his father was in the hospital all weekend; he’s out now. My mom came to the party on Saturday night – she’s going to be 72…
Got up to do my usual constitution – feed the dogs, walk the dogs, then walk the dog, and then rush home for a conference call with Poland. Only all my rushing got me to a delayed call. I really believe all this rushing isn’t good for your soul. But that is the older me talking.
I was in Sav-A-Center on Friday picking up a few things for my party and ran into some people with heart shaped sandwiched boards who were there to spread the love. Love that is for us New Orleanians and love that is coming from South Carolinians. Life is very interesting here in New Orleans – was before and now post Katrina it definitely is. Check out Chris Rose‘s column in today’s Times Picayune for more…
I got my Ipod and was going to take a walk with Loca this evening and get us both some exercise after my Pilates class. But Arlene gave me those big blue and brown eyes and I had to take her along which made for a much different walk. So I turned on my music and was just starting to listen to Loudon Wainwright’s Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder when the first person stopped…
I went to Swirl around noon to return all the stuff Beth had lent me for my party. Ice chests, ice bucket, 144 Swirl wine glasses, and a bunch of left over cheese so that she can put it out for Tuesday’s tasting. I ran into Sinesio – our new grocer. He is a young, energetic guy and he has a nice smile. I’m so excited that the market is reopening – possibly on the…
A friend in the neighborhood who came to the party late, having been at another party, and who, by the way, danced a wonderful slow dance to Al Green with me in my living room – I think it was somewhere around 3AM – brought his sister with him and she was a riot. I hadn’t met her before but she lives right across the bayou. She had me in stitches talking about this guy…