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The performer

When we first adopted Tin a few people said he might play for the Saints one day. It’s the sort of thing people say when you have a son and the Saints are winning. But I was like NO WAY. I hoped he might be a musician or pursue any career other than being an athlete. So when his musical interests continued to wax I was smiling inside. Then I noticed everywhere we’d go that…

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Getting in the groove

The nanny called in sick today and today is a holiday so it was serendipity. T had meetings so I took Tin to the Quarter to get his haircut by Cyril – what a trip – for one Tin calls him Cereal. This salon has got to have it’s own MTV show. Wild. Then we grooved with a lone saxophone player on Bourbon and found ourselves in front of a street band with swing dancers,…

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My digital letter to you

I read this morning about children growing up with digital games and then spoke with Tete over Skype who had just gotten a new cellphone but was unsure how to work it although she was delighted to have it. The other day a colleague of mine wrote about introducing me to someone who is moving to New Orleans and for some reason what sprang to mind is a decade ago when I was covering a…

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Get out of your head

April 22, 2011 Taurus (4/20-5/20) Your increased exposure in the public eye will enable you to take a break from the internal dialogue that’s been bouncing around in your head for the past few days. Now you can turn off the heavy thinking part of your brain and spend some time skipping through the trivial, the shallow and the downright silly. Turn toward the external world with your arms wide open. If you can, go…

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Stop Look and Listen

Well a few days post cruise and I think my body and mind are getting back to normal although I still smirk when I see a pigeon (what happens on the cruise stays on the cruise). I was supposed to go on my run this morning with Loca but ended up in a slow walk because the air was pregnant with water molecules and it weighed too much to move through it. The Crescent City…

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Bridge Stories

Tomorrow night at 7PM the Fair Grinds Coffeehouse will debut Bayou St. John: Portrait of a Neighborhood and I will bring my computer to show an continuous loop on Bridge Stories, part of the ReBridge project. If you are in New Orleans and in the area, come on down and see what all the fuss is about. Meanwhile, the stories will be moved to the blog on ReBridge after the opening.  

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A Ritual To Read To Each Other

If you don’t know the kind of person I am and I don’t know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made may prevail in the world and following the wrong god home we may miss our star. For there is many a small betrayal in the mind, a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood storming out to play through the broken dyke.…

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