The New Orleans Afrikan Film Festival is once again returning to MidCity to offer up a film at the Fairgrounds on March 11th at 6PM. NOAFest has a done a good job of vetting films we may not see in any other venue that are worth a look. This one is Awake My Soul: Synopsis: Awake, My Soul: The Story of the Sacred Harp is the first feature documentary about Sacred Harp singing, a form…
If it is to be believed, I actually said earlier in the day yesterday that we might skip Muses – too much on my plate with getting my costume ready for Fat Tuesday, getting Tin’s birthday party organized for Saturday, and work, did I mention work? But alas, the itch was there and I couldn’t stand the thought that the one big parade that I actually enjoy was going to go on without me. So,…
I met someone from out of town who moved here a year ago. She said that she threw out the only mask she had because she thought, who wears a mask after college? Say what?
My neighbor’s garage door is open all day – 24/7 – must mean Mardi Gras is getting close and that shopping cart is going to be reimagined into a fantasy world that my neighbor and his friends will live in for all of Fat Tuesday before they go back to being not so ordinary people.
Recycling comes to the City of New Orleans – sign up now for your bin. Thank you Mayor Landrieu – boo to you Nagin.
“It has been said that a Scotchman has not seen the world until he has seen Edinburgh; and I think that I may say that an American has not seen the United States until he has seen Mardi-Gras in New Orleans.”~ Mark Twain
Joe came to take care of some garden work for me and commented that a) he does not like my hair and thinks it does not look like me, and b) that I have certainly been gaining weight. Thanks Joe. As a matter of fact, Scott did exactly what I asked him to do – tone down the blonde, cut off the long shag and give me bang-tox (his word) and when he was done…
When I remember I buy a Powerball in memory of my mother who every time I would go to visit would ask me to stop off and get her a winning ticket. This time when I bought it the cashier did a magic wave of his hands to make it the winning ticket and the gentleman standing next to me told me I already looked like a winner. I saw the same guy in Walgreen’s…