Was speaking to someone this morning who is healing from an operation and declared they are down to one crutch today. I decided that would be my mantra for Mardi Gras – only one crutch. For all the medical professionals who would like to see me on anti-depressants, and all my pot smoking friends who don’t understand why I take a pass most of the time, alcohol remains my last crutch – on Fat Tuesday…
Today with five parties to go to on the parade route and Endymion rolling behind Bacchus for the super duper mega krewe parade of the century – we stayed home. I walked around the neighborhood and checked out friends and their costume making – the cows are coming along down the street, the ho’s are getting it together and the pimp mobile was getting some finishing touches. Yes, it’s Mardi Gras, but damn if I…
Well our small little fiesta for Tin’s 2 year old birthday turned into an all day event complete with thunderstorms, balloons, a guy who manned a hot dog cart and a saxophone, not to mention cupcakes up the wazoo and kids galore. Late in the day when I walked into Tin’s room with every toy and piece of toy he owns littered across the floor and saw four kids jumping on the bed, I saw…
John Haines died today. He lived a life in the wild, an idea that is always on the come in my mind. Haines, vaya con dios, our world does not need another dead poet, we beg for a world where poets are always being born. POEM Notes on the Capitalist Persuasion by John Haines I “Everything is connected to everything…” So runs the executive saw, cutting both ways on the theme of all improvement: Your…
The bizarre crowd that gathers from other places every year and makes us residents want to stay inside are now going to have to gather all their belongings and head uptown to follow Endymion. It’s following Bacchus. So the two mega float mega parades are back to back – gadzooks that will make for some kind of Sunday. The birds are singing this morning as Cabrini bells are chiming 6 AM – wake up, wake…
So Tin’s 2 year old kiddie pool party might end up being swimming pools filled with Mardi Gras beads as parades are already canceling for Saturday’s line up because thunderstorms are threatening the party. Endymion is still debating rolling on Sunday instead, but hasn’t decided yet. Isis fled to Metairie for Sunday. It is what it is.
The New Orleans Afrikan Film Festival is once again returning to MidCity to offer up a film at the Fairgrounds on March 11th at 6PM. NOAFest has a done a good job of vetting films we may not see in any other venue that are worth a look. This one is Awake My Soul: Synopsis: Awake, My Soul: The Story of the Sacred Harp is the first feature documentary about Sacred Harp singing, a form…
If it is to be believed, I actually said earlier in the day yesterday that we might skip Muses – too much on my plate with getting my costume ready for Fat Tuesday, getting Tin’s birthday party organized for Saturday, and work, did I mention work? But alas, the itch was there and I couldn’t stand the thought that the one big parade that I actually enjoy was going to go on without me. So,…
I met someone from out of town who moved here a year ago. She said that she threw out the only mask she had because she thought, who wears a mask after college? Say what?