Well a few days post cruise and I think my body and mind are getting back to normal although I still smirk when I see a pigeon (what happens on the cruise stays on the cruise). I was supposed to go on my run this morning with Loca but ended up in a slow walk because the air was pregnant with water molecules and it weighed too much to move through it. The Crescent City…
Tomorrow night at 7PM the Fair Grinds Coffeehouse will debut Bayou St. John: Portrait of a Neighborhood and I will bring my computer to show an continuous loop on Bridge Stories, part of the ReBridge project. If you are in New Orleans and in the area, come on down and see what all the fuss is about. Meanwhile, the stories will be moved to the blog on ReBridge after the opening.
A THOUGHT FOR TODAY: The notion of making money by popular work, and then retiring to do good work, is the most familiar of all the devil’s traps for artists. -Logan Pearsall Smith, essayist (1865-1946)
We watched Tin in his crib this morning – he was speaking full sentences and complex ones. He was charming and playing his flutophone that our neighbor’s son passed on to him. He’s big and grown up and ack! Now what?
what is love then? imagine this… you are flying with a parachute and you think to yourself – what if it does not open? it’s scary… breathtaking…your heart is sinking…but you are still feeling ecstasy…and then BAM it opens – and you feel happy again, and your heart is beating…so before it opens – that’s passion, and when it opens – that’s love
If you don’t know the kind of person I am and I don’t know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made may prevail in the world and following the wrong god home we may miss our star. For there is many a small betrayal in the mind, a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood storming out to play through the broken dyke.…
From the vantage point of the Sky Bar on our mega cruise ship, we looked out over the baking bodies lounging by the pool and spotted what we nicknamed The Real Housewives of Miami – social Xrays with leather tanned hides wearing gold Rolexes that sported diamond bevels, a diamond infinity pendant, the right shade of red toenail polish, and perfect French manicures. They were lusting through magazines ripping out tear sheets of merchandise to…
I could rant for days about the excessive amount of food eaten on this cruise, or the crowds at the pools and jacuzzis, or the entertainment by the Sea Group (read: c group as in best of the worst ice skaters, musicians, dancers) but like all things painful, you forget, and what stays in your head were the best parts. To me those were the sunrises and sunsets seen from the wide open sea. Sunrise…
I did the unthinkable and went on a cruise. The venue was forced by my austere budget constraints coupled with my desire to take a break and spend time with a friend. I think that all of my reservations about taking a cruise were confirmed and perhaps amplified, but like all things in life the experiences shared with a friend made all of them resonate with laughter and memories. When I say cruise do you…
To be back home again. Here are things you don’t hear at sea: dogs barking cats body slamming into doors birds singing jet engines cars sirens alarms little boys shouting “Superdome!” “Marching Bands!” “Louis Armstrong!” “Cuddle Bug!”