Nine months ago today, I got up in the morning and put on a red angel costume and headed to Mardi Gras. It was Fat Tuesday. I was with loved ones (also angels). By midmorning, I was standing in the Faubourg Marigny looking into the eyes of the woman I would fall madly in love with, open my life to, and plan my future around. Your life can change in a moment. I remember so…
Everybody thinks I have the life of of Riley – sitting in my tower office, just la di da, writing all sorts of things and doing what I want. Ha! If they only knew there is Instant Message, Cell Phone, Landline, Email, Skype and reams of data and decisions coming at a lightning speed and half the time I can’t recall what my To Do list was when I started the day but I know…
It was so gorgeous outside but I had to come straight to my desk when I got up and it wasn’t until midmorning before I could get out and in the meantime, Loca was driving me nuts. Nudging me, licking me, hopping up and down like a black pogo stick, and crawling across the floor army style. Who doesn’t walk their dog? My god, this dog would spiral down to China if she wasn’t walked.
I woke this morning filled with the promise of today and tomorrow because America once again feels like home instead of an alien place. This is the place where we can elect a black man, a smart man, a new regime, and we can begin again. I’m so proud – finally, again – to be an American I could just spit from joy. Oh happy day. By the way, I did like Michele’s choice for…
Last week, T was speaking to her condo board and one of them asked for time to pay an assessment since she had just been laid off. Night before last, I was speaking to a neighbor who got a call from a mutual friend, who had just been laid off. The ripples are already being felt down here with the proletariat.
First Black president. Unprecedented deleveraging of Wall Street. Rachel switches teams.
I went to vote today with my OBAMA tee shirt and two OBAMA buttons on my hat. I worried they might say something at the voter booth. Mom called when I was returning and said she had just voted and I told her I did too. “Did you wear your tee shirt?” she asked. I said yes. She said, “They didn’t kick you out?” I said no, the woman taking my name had a sweatshirt…
DO YOU FEEL LIKE AMERICA NEEDS A CHANGE? THAT WE HAVE BEEN ON A COURSE OF WRECK AND RUIN? THAT WE HAVE LEFT BEHIND CHILDREN UNLIKE BUSH’S NO CHILD LEFT BEHIND PROMISE. THAT WE HAVE LAID TO WASTE COUNTRIES AND CULTURES FOR SELFISH PURSUITS. THAT WE HAVE A DEPLORABLE HEALTH CARE SYSTEM. THAT THERE ARE CHILDREN IN AMERICA WITH NO CLOTHES AND NO HOT MEALS IN THEIR BELLIES WHILE CEO’S OF MAJOR CORPORATIONS MAKE IN…
Obama – go vote tomorrow! Make History! Obamanos. Meanwhile, we pause for a local issue: The opposition to the Master Plan has been successful in confusing the public as to what is being voted on. You are not voting on the Master Plan tomorrow. What you are voting on is the authorization and the mandate to have the master plan and the new comprehensive zoning ordinance be created after much public meetings and vetting. It…