Bloody Hell
Reading blogs in Beirut and Israel on huffingtonpost.com – the world has gone bloody insane.
New from New Orleans – Ocshner is buying the Tenet Hospitals – do you know how great this is? Ocshner is so far superior than Tenet, it is a strong commitment to the city, and goodness knows we need these hospitals.
Odd thing – I went out to MeauxBar last night with friends – it started pouring right before I left so I held back for 20 minutes before going to Big Blue – within that amount of time the water was up to my knees?
My neighbor Harold said he saw it, the car up to the floor in water. His friend called him and said you couldn’t even get into Gentilly because of the flood.
It was 20 minutes of rain?
MeauxBar was delicious – a steak salad that was perfect – it is in the old Golden Star restaurant – I told the owner Jimmy and Matt that I used to live next door in the Vieux Carre Motor Lodge and the Burgundy Inn in back when I was 20. My brother D, my lover K, and my brother in law G owned both hotels. My sister S and I would have the bellman go get us Jazz Alley burgers – these big juicy burgers with cheddar and provolone on top and giant steak fries and Dad’s root beer – to think we ate those things every night and I was about 130 pounds. Jimmy said it was some sort of Asian grocery in between – just moved here from the Hamptons six and a half years ago. Really nice guys.
Renny is here with Arlene – it’s funny how they act indiffierent to one another in the apartment but when we are out they are all over each other – PDA – some people like it, some people don’t.
The carpenter left for Michigan – a little reprieve in more ways than one – he may come back in three weeks (well he’s supposed to, but who the hell knows) – the sheetrockers come on Monday. I spoke to a tile setter today who asked me how sturdy the floor is in the bathrooms – he wanted me to put a 5 gallon bucket half filled with water and jump around and he said “how much do you weigh?” – I was like dude, I barely know you. The contractor and trades are telling me construction is slowing down a little – getting back to a more normal pace. I’ve still got miles/money/mental energy to go.
I could describe to you my house terrors – how I wake in the middle of the night and can’t breathe – G gave me some Xanax because the other day I didn’t sleep for almost 24 hours and I was so wired that I was chasing my tail all day long the next day.
I heard through the grapevine that S is coming to town to work on my friend L’s house. Her husband M called me today and said he was actually trying to call her and accidentally dialed me – I was like really, weren’t you trying to call S, that would make more sense then confusing me with L on your dial.
My dreams every night are wicked – so representational – I am looking forward to my upcoming travels – to tuning out.