A short time ago I read James Baldwin’s Go Tell It On The Mountain for the first time, and it prompted me to pick up, Tell Me How Long the Train’s Been Gone. The first book was a study of black religion in America and the second a study of the black man in America. Baldwin’s novels are experiences that you can’t just dive into, you have to wade around because they’re harsh, and glaring,…
I struggled my whole life with my mother’s addiction wanting nothing more than to pull her through to the other side and it took nearly fifty years to learn that I could only give her love and support, but could not change or help her overcome. I was sitting in Zahara de los Atunes, when I read that Amy Winehouse had died of an overdose and I read that her mother had said that her…
I read this post by a friend/blogger and I could not have said it better myself. We live right here near the parade route for Endymion but I would never invite anyone over for a parade that I don’t go to myself. The crowds are the worst part of the parade – however they have come to be, whether it is from the suburbs (but that doesn’t make sense because when I have gone to…
Well it is that time of year again – Endymion Saturday – and much like last year it is pouring down rain, only last year Endymion Saturday was also Tin’s 2nd birthday and we stupidly thought we would have a pool party since it had been so warm. Not. Now it is raining so hard you can’t see out the windows but Endymion is saying they will roll at 5:30 and supposedly this too shall…
I read this quote today and it felt just right: “In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.” Albert Schweitzer I’m thankful today for all of those people who walked through door number three (the one I wasn’t looking at) and helped me on my journey.…
We went, we stayed, we had to leave early (9pm) when Muses was at Float #10 (hint: a friend was on #21 and we hadn’t even seen the Pussyfooters, the Camel Toe High Steppers, the Bearded Oysters), but we did see Theresa Anderson high up on a flying goose singing Hold Me with a band wearing gotham headgear. Just what we saw was enough for me to say – wow! What a parade. I have…
We are attempting to see our first parade of the season, not that any of us are really 100% better, but we’re good enough. We strategically parked the car by the parade route and are hailing a cab and hoping the weather and we hold up. It’s not that I’m not in the Carnival spirit – I am – but this sickness has me down and so I’m trying to rally for two very blatant…
I can’t believe it is already the middle of February and yet so much has already happened in the first six weeks of the year. Mardi Gras is here and so is the rain and cold and colds. I’m crossing the t’s and dotting the i’s for my institutional work. I’m in the throes of some interesting budding projects with my corporate business. I spoke to a guy today that provided a full circle back…