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Sippy Cups, Tool Belts, whatyagonnado?

I had already determined I can’t do Sippy Cups (definitions below) after my first date with a 33 year old. And now I might have to add Tool Belts to the list as well. Sad but true. The brain is the biggest sex organ that women possess – if you can’t penetrate that, then everything else is off limits. He says, “I’m not the touchy feely type.” And I ask myself, self I say, remember…

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Evangeline founds its crowd, and it ain’t us

Whoa – last night after making dinner for G and M, and after B&K stopped in for some bubbly after dinner, the three of us headed out to see what was happening around the neighborhood. We started at Pal’s – still way too smokey – but even after playing $5 of songs on the jukebox, we couldn’t find our groove there, and so we headed to Ralph’s, via La Vita. We stopped to see if…

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Slouching to an early grave

I went to visit my mother today because I haven’t seen her since she went to Atlanta to rescue my sister. I found a crumpled old woman, older than her years, in the fetal position on her couch. I woke her up and she held onto my arm but then fell back asleep. I sat down and started to talking to her and she woke for a second and then was back asleep. I tugged…

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We passed a good time, yeah

Running late to Swirl’s one year anniversary because L had come to take a photo for the website. None of them worked – they just seemed a little forced. Meanwhile, the J-man was running around with the camera afterwards taking pics through the mailslot and I actually liked all of his better. When I got to Swirl, there were locals and then some, a good crowd, coming to celebrate the hard work that B and…

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My attorney says…..

So my attorney who shall remain nameless called Mr. and Mrs. Ugly Neighbor’s attorney and told them the wire has to go. And so we’ll see. Their attorney just learned his mother is very ill and so the last thing he wants to think about is a silly wire. My mother on the other hand got a clean bill of health from the doctor but was advised to quit smoking and drinking (you think?).

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Grey’s Anatomy is using my script

I remember the first time I watched Grey’s and saw the love triangle of best friends and the wife, and of course, she was a redhead, and of course, her husband was the great guy, and the love was the cad, and I thought wow – someone is writing about my life. Well, last night I watched an episode on my DVR that was from a few months ago and in it, the red head…

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These dreams of you, so real and so true

Last night I was driving my car to Pilates in my dream and went downtown where I saw New Orleans in a state of disrepair. It looked like Planet of the Apes. Buildings were sunk in the ground, and suddenly my car was driving through underground tunnels that had appeared because the whole street level had moved two floors down. On all sides of me was iconic New Orleans architecture – columns with acanthus leaves,…

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The wrought iron fence ties it all together

The wrought iron fence went in today courtesy of David Borgerding. It looks fabulous – I mean really takes the whole thing; hey, it was the missing piece, if there was a missing piece – but he came to install it as I was leaving for Pilates and a woman drove by in a big huge Hummer and she said, I LOVE YOUR HOUSE!, and I just smiled. She said I’ve been watching since pre-Katrina.…

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