Mom called to say she learned that leaving liquid in lead crystal is dangerous. Who knew? I told her. But seriously, the other day when I was there for lunch, she said she had confronted her Hispanic neighbors about the smell of pot wafting through the air. She brought them an article from the Times Picayune about a neighbor who had called the cops on pot smokers only to learn that they were doing heroin…
I’m getting anxious about the impending separation as T is leaving the country for too long a period. In the end, I know it’s all doable, but the thought of being without her makes me anxious. I was at my mom’s Saturday and was trying to hang out and be with her, but I had this gnawing feeling that I wanted to get back home, and be with my family which now consists of T,…
Spring is here and the irises are in full regalia at City Park – white, purple and yellow. But it’s the giant blue iris that is truly our state treasure. They are just about to peak in swamps and the best place to view them is Jean Lafitte’s National Park. I called this morning but they said they are not “at their best representation” right now – meaning we need a little more heat in…
Yesterday some friends of mine stopped by out of the blue – I’ve been meaning to get together with them and tell them the new developments in my life but time has gone by without taking the opportunity to do so. They are both in retirement mode – he retired last year, and she was supposed to but stayed on another year to help her boss through a transition. When they came to the door,…
Last night we went to a performance during the Tennessee Williams Festival of A Witch and A Bitch: An Evening with Flora Goforth and Marchesa Condotti. The play was a stand in for Bent to the Flame because the main actor was in a car accident and it was a condensed or “scenes from” version of The Milk Train Doesn’t Stop Here Anymore (a difficult four + hour dark play) by Williams. It’s a hollistic…
Can I get an AMEN – finally, more than two years post-storm, the Green Market is returning to MidCity. It is long overdue and I know it will be met with enthusiasm by everyone in this neighborhood. Fresh fish, vegetables, real tomatoes and kettle corn – who could ask for more? No more slogging to Whole Wallet to get our sustenance.
In an entry entitled “That’s How We Do It” I gave an erroneous picture of the academic life in modern times. The morning I wrote it, T said it was a misperception because only 10% of academics are granted tenure, and even tenure itself stands on shaky ground these days as some universities are doing away with the track all together. She said most of her colleagues are subject to the grist mill of teaching four…
Today for the first time in AGES we sat on the porch and friends dropped by and strolled by and it was so nice being back on the porch for a change – the weather was wonderful even if the wind did kick up – T is leaving before the real porch weather gets underway – but THANKFULLY she is coming back for my birthday as two and a half months apart is like asking…
Does New Orleans need anymore bad press? No, should there be a special fine for the idiots who get us in the national news – perhaps we need to amend our state constitution to add a more severe penalty for the sort of stupidity that gives us a black eye in the national arena. Take this little story where Prudhomme almost gets hit by a bullet today as we host the Zurich Classic in one…
Our story is being written every day – and it’s a delicious love story of girl meets girl and suddenly two worlds create a universe. As each page turns, a deeper bond, a sweeter truth, with more and more reason why the stars aligned on that very day – Fat Tuesday – for us to meet, another drama unfolds on the bayou. A while back I was caught up in it – I seemed to have…