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Waking up from the dream

Yesterday was a blur of activity trying to get the house in some sort of presentable shape to host its first party this morning. The Mardi Gras Marathon’s 10 mile mark is right in front and friends were coming by to have mimosas and breakfast. About 7:30PM Robinson, who was over to put in speakers, said there was no way I could get the house ready in the shape it was in – boxes everywhere,…

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Champagne and take out

I’m surrounded by boxes but I couldn’t look inside another one or sweep up another dirt pile. Instead after taking a shower outside and washing my hair – I put on some comfortable clothes and opened a bottle of champagne. G came over and we ordered salads from Italian Pie and toasted to the move in. We sat on the porch so she could smoke and marveled at the fact that I am in the…

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Uhaul saves the day!

Yesterday morning I was going to meet someone who works for my contractor to help me move – I went to Budget on Canal Street to get the truck and it wasn’t open and the place was locked up and all the trucks were next door in the vacant lot. I kept getting my call sent through to the national number and finally the guy said he didn’t know what was going on. So I…

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Good Friday

Moving, moving, moving. Here’s the deal – every day something is going to go wrong – lots of things are going to go wrong – and lots of things are going to go right. I’m in! I took a shower in my outdoor shower and looked up at the sky that everyone wanted to put a roof on and instead I was looking at the moon. Hallelujah!

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Ash Wednesday

So yesterday was fun, but today it was back to work in earnest along with the myriad to do list that has to do with the LaLa. Nobody showed up for work today – go figure. Well Louie finally did but he didn’t finish – go figure. I bought a new king size bed and it is showing up tomorrow – woo hoo. I borrowed sheets from my mom until I can get the bed…

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Quote of the day

Technology adds nothing to art. Two thousand years ago, I could tell you a story, and at any point during the story I could stop, and ask, Now do you want the hero to be kidnapped, or not? But that would, of course, have ruined the story. Part of the experience of being entertained is sitting back and plugging into someone else’s vision. – Penn Jillette

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