We’re in the thrust of a lot of heavy news from earthquakes in China to volcano ash spewing over Europe to oil spills in the Gulf – everyday you’d think that the end of the world is upon us or something close. Today, I got up and walked Heidi and Loca and they were all over the place – Heidi sniffing here, Loca jumping there – and I walked to the park where other people…
Most everyone I speak to in Louisiana believes BP is lying about its capacity to cap this oil well. They believe that BP is trying to divert the oil before they cap it off permanently so that their investment is not squandered. As well the manufacturers of the rig supposedly divested dividends in secret to stave off having to cough up liability money. Could a corporation be this greedy? You make the call. Meanwhile, WWOZ…
This morning we woke up to a few drizzles that turned into a storm to end all storms – thunder, lightning, rain galore! Tin slept in late and if I had had my druthers of what to do with a day like today, it would have been to sleep late, and then to resleep. It would have been great to start one of the many books by my bedside or even watch a movie from…
I was telling a friend the other day that it would be nice to have a six month event hiatus – no bad news – and she said wouldn’t that be nice. As I listened to yet another relationship in crisis, I wondered today if this is just the way it is, somedays are big things like catastrophic oil spills and colleagues passing, and some days are your day to day relationships breaking up, drama…
Bad News: From Silence is Violence on May 12th – This past Sunday, brass band musician and music educator Brandon Franklin was murdered in an episode tragically reminiscent of the origins of SilenceIsViolence. Like Dinerral Shavers, Brandon was a founding member of a local brass band, a young man with a spirit full of energy, and a gifted musician with a special touch for sharing this gift with other young people. Good News: NEW ORLEANS…
Tin and I walked over to the New Orleans Museum of Art this morning to see a few exhibits – Patti Smith donated some of her photography to the museum and those were interesting. There is also an exhibit called Beyond the Blues, which is reflections of African American artists that had some interesting paintings. But the most striking were the Joan Mitchell large canvases that were hung in the lobby – gorgeous. It’s quite…
T and I keep marveling over how Tin can play with his grandmother in front of the boombox listening to Blue Moo (a CD that a friend in Boston sent him) over and over and over. Songs like We’re in a Parade!, Singing in the Shower, and Blue Moo travel in an endless loop around my head. T thinks that Tin and her mother are closer in age than anybody else in the house.
I think we set ourselves up for stress by taking on too much in our lives. A friend just ran by the house this morning on her way to do one thing and then another and then another and then another. It’s Saturday for godsakes I thought as I dragged the plants into the bathtub to water them and then put the clothes in the laundry. I watered the cactus in the back and decided…
I dreamed last night that Tin had gone in for his eye procedure and I kept thinking he had been under too long and they said no it has only been 20 minutes and I looked at my watch and it had been 40 minutes and I was screaming at them to stop the procedure, STOP THE PROCEDURE. Good grief.
We were out with friends last night and listening to the spill over from couple’s therapy and I wondered to myself does couple’s therapy ever really work? There is always someone trying to change the dynamic and someone who is resistant – that’s the push pull of most couples I’ve observed my entire life. So having an outsider say to someone – you know he really is right, or you know you really oughta ____,…