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Mama’s got a brand new bag

I was able to get a minute’s worth of my own work together yesterday morning and then headed out to the first day and first ever Thursday of French Quarter Festival. There was a breeze and bright sunshine and I walked to the French Quarter leaving behind the stress of parking and cars and all that jazz. I flitted around the stages not hearing anything that made me want to plant myself and sit a…

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We’ve given it all away

I finished Jobs’ biography and I have had a tumultuous time with it, with him, and the whole notion of genius. I remember my Apple II sitting in the living room in that white particle board all in one shelves, desk, return etc. My Apple II – I remember that I had written several novellas and my floppy disk failed and I lost all of my writing and I got down on my hands and…

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Beaches

Another day to give into what is before you – a child out of school on spring break and therefore, the beach. We drove to Pass Christian in Mississippi and along the way stopped at Dong Fuong bakery for Vietnamese sandwiches to bring as our picnic on Henderson Beach. For a nice change, someone else drove, and we took a circuitous route through the Irish Bayou, and then over the Rigolets to enter Mississippi from…

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Friends near and far

I was speaking to a friend I met in the cyberworld the other day and we decided we are sisters from different mothers. And so it goes in life that you meet people, near you, far away from you, virtually, and even in books and so your life becomes this full tapestry of riches. Last night in preparing for a dinner party here at the LaLa which was wishing fare thee well to one of…

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Plan C

Okay, so I was living Plan A and plotting Plan B but WHO KNEW that I would bypass B and be on C but that’s how life is – curve balls you least suspect or they are curve balls because you least suspect. Anyway, Plan C – code named for Constantin a/k/a Tin is the new plan. See I waited 50 years until I was given a son, not unlike Sarah in the Bible, and…

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Dispatches from the blogosphere

A – I don’t know why I can’t leave a message on your website anymore – it’s not recognizing my own password on WordPress and the only alternative is to sign in via Facebook (blech) – BUT I love larb and have never had tofu larb – any chance you have the recipe – I looked it up online and couldn’t find it! Also greetings! R * * * * I don’t know either, Rachel.…

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A clarinet that moves you

Evan Christopher is playing at Cafe Istanbul on Saturday, April 14th – Suleyman stopped by to chat on the porch this afternoon and said everyone is talking about this show. As well they should be. I missed Evan and Chuck Perkins at the Mint the other day and I’m still kicking myself. Sunday, April 15th – Evan’s doing his Jazz Brunch at Clever again – if you haven’t been, you’ve never been to a JAZZ…

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What to do next?

I heard someone say that their mother always told them, “When you don’t know what to do, don’t do nothing.” When I’m at my lowest, I want to knock on someone’s door, ring them on the phone, stand there face to face and ask them what I should do next? These are the times I miss my mom most because despite most things, she was a good sounding board. But I always know when I…

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A story of gold

So he tells me he is and will always be blue collar. “The most I ever made was $43,000 one year and that job came and went before I had time to let my feet hit the ground.” He seems gay but has been with his wife since they were 15 years old. Her sister’s child called him Daddy since the sister passed so young, and then now calls him Uncle Daddy. She’s mixed race,…

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