There is a standing joke in the community that when Lesbians hook up they move in together by date three. One of the hallmarks I’ve noticed about the Lesbian community is that in general old girlfriends don’t go away, they get incorporated. Well it’s not that this doesn’t happen in the heterosexual world – my ex is still a close friend – but it’s also not like I’m taking trips or having a standing Sunday…
E was recounting a story of her friend – the one with the difficult relationship past. They were at Pal’s the day that Trumpet closed on its building here in MidCity and the whole office was in there celebrating. Her friend looked over at one of the guys and told E, “Whoa, he’s hot.” And E suggested, “Why don’t you go talk to him?” And her friend said, “Nah, I’m not his type, he prefers…
There is an article today about how Katie Couric’s ratings are not doing so well and that the new leadership is pushing for a conventional heavy hitting newsroom while Katie said that is not what she signed up for. In the same space of words is an article saying nearly 220 people died in Iraq this weekend. Wow, if 220 people died in New Orleans it would register on the richter scale for us in…
HRC was here for the Essence Festival and lambasted Bush for his neglect of New Orleans and vowed to assign a point person to handle our recovery. I wonder if she knows how many point people we have right now? Or that the mayor is full of shit? Or that in reality a lot of people care but what we need more than leadership is MONEY. Is she willing to commit the billions of dollars…
B is out of town so I went with K instead for a bike ride – started off solo and met up with her at Landry’s and we rode around the Point and back. I took it easy today because last Sunday I had gotten heat stroke and was really quite sick because of it. Then this morning before setting out I read that heat stroke is pretty serious – that you can die as…
I haven’t been to MiMi’s since the place was held up at gunpoint late last summer (well if you don’t count two Mardi Gras stops). I was meeting a guy to interview him for the book I’m working on. The tapas are really good there (patatas bravas, tortilla espanola, artichokes, scallops on bed of red lentils, mushroom toast). We ordered a bottle of rose (rioja) and while I tried to engage the guy in telling…
The Times Picayune is coming Monday to interview me about the house – New Orleans Magazine was supposed to come on Friday but when they found out the TP had beat them to it, they passed. Whatyagonnado?
We all went and checked out the marketplace at the convention center for the Essence Festival – I found a gorgeous purple flowy top – the woman said she uses color as a healing tool and that this shade of purple was the most intense on the color chart – having the greatest effect. It’s cute and it heals – can’t beat that.
I’ve been talking to K lately because I called her after hearing she was back in town and so she came to my dinner party and I’m going to her dinner party – and well, we just kind of hit it off. I remember being at TL’s Jazz Fest party in ’06, which is where I met L, man of mystery, and he said: “You don’t know Downtown KB, everyone knows her.” And that stuck…
Was at Camellia Grill this morning having that delicious chili cheese omelete with grits and J said she was listening to this interview with Stone Phillips who was talking about interviewing his father. His dad had been a coach and he told him “life is like sports – the most important play is your next one.”