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Do Blondes Have More Fun?

I donned my Mardi Gras party orange velour mini skirt but couldn’t find a wig I necessarily liked to go with the outfit, so I went next door to Roy’s and got his. My mom was in shock because it looked so, uh, like me 25 years ago when my hair was pixie short and blonde blonde blonde. Just like when I wore my long blonde wig the other night, suddenly lots of attention. Jerri…

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Love and the Acid Test

In the words of Joe Strummer, I was sitting on the front porch speaking to una amiga about love and the acid test and she said the deal breaker is anything that gets too complicated. And so I thought she was saying she wanted the incredible lightness of being, the comfortable love. No, that is not what she meant. She wants complexity but not complicated – in the sense that here is the acid test…

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Jambalaya, Voodoo Daiquiris and Big Big Floats

Tonight we are headed to Gallier Hall to watch Muses from the vantage point of the stands. We’ll be right there when the Queen stops to address the crowd. Muses is by far my favorite parade – the costumes are beautiful, the themes are inventive, and you just got to love you some Pussy Footers and Camel Toe High Steppers. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, we’re hosting Endymion here in Midcity for the first time since…

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Tell me a story

Last night with a Puerto Rican, a French woman, and a Texan, we talked about how international conversations are the best because there is a story telling aspect that those living in the United States seem to have turned their backs on. Recall Eudora who said Southerners live their narratives or better yet, know why Prairie Home Companion was such a big hit, people want the world delivered to them in rich hues and what…

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