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Where everybody knows your name

Sitting outside on the porch doing an interview this evening and people strolling, running, driving, biking, walking, jogging by all wave and say hello. My interviewee says – “My, I like this neighborhood, people are very friendly.” Indeed. Five minutes later my neighbor comes whooshing by at top speed on the riding lawnmower – he is a MOWRON – he and his buddy cut the grass on the bayou and in City Park. They volunteer.…

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The challenges of relationships

A friend told me this morning he’s having difficulties with his wife – “she doesn’t appreciate me” – I told him I had seen a cartoon in the paper of two parrots and one turns to the other and says, “It’s not about the cracker.” I said relations are squeezed when a child arrives and maybe try a little tenderness – that’s all we want – he said that’s all he wants. He left shaking…

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The poetry of branding

From Baidu’s company website: Many people have asked about the meaning of our name. “Baidu” was inspired by a poem written more than 800 years ago during the Song Dynasty. The poem compares the search for a retreating beauty amid chaotic glamour with the search for one’s dream while confronted by life’s many obstacles. “…hundreds and thousands of times, for her I searched in chaos, suddenly, I turned by chance, to where the lights were…

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Hey, it’s good to be back home again

Was walking Arlene around the bayou this morning after about a 4 hour night’s sleep and saw that someone had spray painted over the Bush Sucks tag on the bridge but the Fuck Lusher tag was still there. Obviously a Cabrini girl painted the Lusher part – and maybe someone felt guilty about dissing the President of the United States – who knows – perhaps they should have just added Vitter to Bush. I came…

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Bound by Katrina love

I sat next to a woman on the plane who made me laugh out loud – she said her grandmother lived four houses from the breach in the levee and that when they went to see the house afterwards, it had spray painted across the front – NO REPTILES FOUND. Thank god for that, she said. Her grandmother, who was 95 when we all evacuated, said after a few weeks, “Well, I guess I’ve got…

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