I’ve been boxed into a way of thinking recently – most likely the tenor of the market, remember I am watching the market every day for my work and so all I hear is bad news. Then there is the addition of Wolfie, who we fell in love with and want to take care of, but it’s like Wolfie tipped our home harmony scale (between Arlene’s senior moments of incontinence, Loca’s still puppy moments of…
Remember we went over the bridge and saw vast nothingness – just flat land and water water everywhere. Well, biologists tell me it used to be this incredible cypress forest that disappeared because of salt water intrusion. Another reason our fair city stands undefended against mother nature’s fury.
This morning the Mardi Gras Marathon (notice the LaLa in this image with the wood columns) looped in front of our house – first the 15 milers came by and then the 23 milers. We used to get the 10 milers which meant we had the half marathon runners, which are a lot happier crowd. My neighbor did his typical event – signs with arrows saying Cigarettes, Cocktails, and a big whopping sign overhead at…
We’re blessed to live in a neighborhood with too many New Orleans musicians to name, but last night we had the distinct pleasure of going to hear one of our best bands – Astral Project – at Snug Harbor (one of the best venues in NOLA). Afterwards we walked down Frenchman Street, which was alive with music, people, and everything you might desire to conjure up for a perfect Saturday night. What’s amazing is that…