Lola’s in MidCity
Last night G and I went to LaVita and F served us watermelon, Turkish stinky cheese and toasted bread. Then we walked across the street to eat salads at Lola’s. The dining room is just a big square with tables close together but there is a ton of colorful art work on the walls and my favorite is the Be Nice or Leave sign, which is replica of New Orleans’ native Dr. Bob’s work. He has done some Rebuild or Leave signs which are great and the red Be Nice or Go To Hell is pretty special as well.
It just seemed to drive home where I’m at these days. Dr. Bob evacuated after his home was devastated by Katrina – I don’t know if he is back or not, but I sure hope so. In the meantime, post-Katrina all I can say is how little tolerance I have for assholes. Not that I had any love of them before but I used to tolerate arrogance, insolence, and general dick-ness before, and now I just can’t stomach it.
Last night, we were having a good time and then this guy was a total dick for no reason – it took both G and me by surprise – and so here’s what I have to say Be Nice or Walk off the Planet because there is no room in my world for mean people. Life is too short to allow dicks to spoil your evening.