I was in Terranova’s the other day and standing by the vegetable bin and a delivery guy was walking out the door and he said, “Yeah you right boo, have a good one.” And I smiled.Today in an impossibly busy day I hear the vegetable truck going down the street – the guy shouting through his megaphone “I got mirltons, I got squash, I got tomatoes, I got lettuce.”Sounds of home – ain’t nothing like…
A commentary from the Torah: The idea of destiny is the third concept that lies between free will and determinism. Destiny neither controls or ignores us. Rather, it invites us to live a life beyond the narrow concept of self-interest. We can live our lives doing what we do, never reflecting on any larger whole in which we might be participating. But if the veil were lifted, our lives would be imbued with meaning and…
Amy (from The Cowboy and His Elephant fame) had her baby at Riddle’s on Saturday. Wouldn’t you like to give birth to a baby weighing over 300 lbs? If you’re looking for a good cause to donate to this holiday season – check out the work that Scott and Heidi are doing at this elephant sanctuary.
The meaning of moque – in French it means laugh but in Cajun it is a cup, as in a measurement for a recipe.
Pronounced here in New Orleans as lauhd tah day and that is what I said when I walked out the front door this morning and greeted the bayou and there before me was a fiery red sky that was spreading fast across the horizon. Lord Today! Indeed. I knew right at that moment that it’s all good and that in time, it is all revealed. Lord Today! again I say.
I left Arlene, who I think is too geriatric to go to the kennel, with mom while I was gone this weekend and mom tells me today that Arlene was talking to her. I said, what’d she say? Mom said, she told me to pick up the poop in the yard and pushed the box with the plastic bags in front of the back door.
All that purging I did this weekend set me straight in my head. Sometimes it is not the LaLaLaLa experiences that you need to get right, sometimes you get right from the wretching, purging experiences like I had this weekend. At some point when I was on all fours in the grass and contemplating the makeshift yellow bucket toilet one more time, I said to myself, “Self,” I said, “fuck a bunch of drama.” I had…
I got a call from J who was on her way to Houston saying that at 10:30 PM on Friday night she was down – head in the toilet and everything else in the toilet – and that she didn’t come up for air until Sunday morning. Virus. That is the only thing that will explain what hit both of us in different parts at exactly the same time. Who did we get it from…
Friday drove to the Belle Chase ferry to cross the Mississippi, daiquiri in one hand and Popeye’s fried chicken in the other. Then drove out to Point a la Hache to meet R on the banana boat, but on the way we passed some friends of A’s so we stopped to say hi – Mr. Shorty (aka Mr Magoo, he has Graves disease and wears coca cola-bottom thick glasses, so with his huge eyes he…