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MidCity Art Market in New Orleans

We had for a moment the Mid City Art Market down the bayou under the canopy of large oaks on North Jeff Davis. Everyone agreed that the market belongs there but sadly it is permanently located at Palmer Park on South Claiborne and Carrollton. The good news was that Dr. Bob had a kiosk and I was able to get my Be Nice or Leave sign, which has a special place right over my front…

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Bayou Boogaloo is all that

You think New Orleans is just about having fun – you guessed right. On Saturday morning, I had to hurry up and do all my “to do’s” because Bayou Boogaloo was starting at 11 and the fun was about to start all over again. My favorite act was Gal Holiday and the Honky Tonk Revue – I sat on the grass but when C came along and cozied up to me, I had to get…

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Everytime I try to leave the hood, they pull me back in

G and I headed to Bacchanal for a Friday’s tapas night and got there and decided to head back home. We made it to Swirl and hooked up with our usual crowd and wound up over at LaVita for the evening. All feathers that had been ruffled were smoothed and we spent the evening enjoying everyone’s company. We tried to convince G to run for Judge. We formed a club of people who had been…

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Faith is what keeps you going

J and I walked the dogs around the bayou this morning and we got to this tree and she pointed out a plaque that was barely visible on the tree – it’s a brass small plaque that says FAITH. But all you can see is the TH because the tree has formed a scar over the FAI. She said years ago when she was going through a lot in her life – health issues and…

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Lola’s in MidCity

Last night G and I went to LaVita and F served us watermelon, Turkish stinky cheese and toasted bread. Then we walked across the street to eat salads at Lola’s. The dining room is just a big square with tables close together but there is a ton of colorful art work on the walls and my favorite is the Be Nice or Leave sign, which is replica of New Orleans’ native Dr. Bob’s work. He…

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One woman’s struggle with anxiety

I met a talented woman recently who had a panic attack in front of me and I told her I would go speak to her about it and then saw her but there were too many people around so I sent her this email: I have been meaning to stop by to talk to you – not only because I do want that _____ but also to talk to you about my experience with panic…

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Coming to wash us clean

Yesterday’s monsoon washed away a month’s worth of dirt and dust. The painters left my canoe right side up and so now it is filled with water and too heavy to turn over. M should be coming by for a check now that he is back from the midwest – so maybe I can get him to use his braun to flip it. Meanwhile the barren earth started running like rivulets into the street because…

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Brief moments of profundity

A carload of people in the elevator getting off at every floor and I was left with the cute guy – with me getting off on 7 and him waiting on 8. He hung up his cellphone and sighed. Then he looked at me and said, “I’m too young to have cancer.” So I put my arm on his shoulder and said, “I’m sorry.” Then the elevator doors opened and I got off.

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