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When you go to New Orleans…

While you stroll in New Orleans You ought to go see the Mardi Gras If you go to New Orleans You ought to go see the Mardi Gras When you see the Mardi Gras Somebody’ll tell you what’s Carnival for Get your ticket in your hand If you wanna go through New Orleans Get your ticket in your hand If you wanna go through New Orleans You know when you get to New Orleans Somebody’ll…

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The hardest lesson to learn

Goes in the category of it is what it is but I was thinking about the things that are what they are and yet are so unsatisfactory – like knowing someone screwed you over and yet they got off scott free, or watching a friend ebb and flow through a self-induced depression, or being in your ebb when just minutes ago you were in flow, and trying to understand how to make it all better…

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Talk to the animals

My mom kept insisting that the animals spoke to her while she was here watching them. Arlene told her she wanted to go in the backyard and wanted her to pick up the poo. Mom said she even scooted the dog bags over to her. Loca told her she was going to be alright when she fell in the bathroom. Well, we’re starting to think my mom isn’t so crazy. I was telling T that…

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A better Oscars by a stretch

I read a headline this morning that said the Oscars suffered from bad jokes and pairings. I disagree. I thought this was one of the best Oscar shows I’ve seen and I feel the advertisers who defected were probably sorry when they actually watched the show. Hugh Jackman was a great entertainer and having the veteran actors come out in groups and present the nominees by offering accolades made for a richer presentation all the…

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Mother ate an egg and toast today, or was it yesterday?

Mom said she was up till five o’clock in the morning. She said, “I remember because I ate a piece of toast and an egg. Or was it yesterday?” There is nothing that prepares us as children to care for our aging parents. My aunt took care of my grandparents and my other aunt took care of my other grandparents. I only saw this in passing as I didn’t live with either aunt. Aging parents…

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Save the postman

After Katrina, we lost our favorite postman Cliff. His sister insisted he move closer to her in one of the Carolina states. I cried when he told me he was leaving. Then through a series of nonmail, a rotating door of postal carriers, we lucked upon Rudy. For a couple of years, Rudy has warmed his way into being a good replacement for Cliff. Then yesterday we learned that Rudy was reassigned without consent to…

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