Everything Spins

Today was the first day of summer here in New Orleans – hot summer – yikes. I packed up all my sweaters – don’t think there is a rat’s ass chance in hell there will be cool weather for a while. And so I sorted – clothes – shorts, tank tops, sweaters and stopped there. I just don’t know where to sort them to. This apartment is so jammed up it is crazy – I have stacks of teak outdoor furniture next to the gas grill next to the dining table, sofa, chairs etc – it’s really nutty. People come by and they look and they just kind of raise their eyebrows and don’t say anything.

Meanwhile the siding went up on the front of the LaLa – went up in that a patch of it went up – but exciting nonetheless. The plumber was there – HOORAY – and he was a trip – something out of a noir novel. Then I got the carpet samples and the one I thought I’d pick for my office – which is one we actually saw in California – ended up being kind of yucky when I saw it – and the “Prada Bag” design was the one I loved – go figure.

I was IMing with R today setting up a drink in Chicago and during our catch up he said a broken heart is good for you dude – keeps you hungry – plus you’re strong – Mr. Wisdom over there. I promised to smack him when I see him later.

We have a bayou clean up planned for Tuesday the 25th so the Jazz Fest visitors don’t see how gross the bayou looks right now with all the trash floating along the corners. BUT Jazz Fest around the corner – yippee!

Watching the mayoral debate tonight I was reminded of how frightening politicians can be – Peggy Wilson – good god – what is up with that?

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