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Climate changes all in a matter of minutes

Leave the cold of New York to return to the humid warmth of New Orleans, then today, presto chango, it’s heater in the morning and air conditioning in the afternoon, as my fellow walker tells me in passing this morning. The weather made Loca more jumpy than usual, or maybe it was almost a week in the kennel that had her jumping for fifteen minutes straight up and down like a pogo stick – she’d…

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A humane and deeply affecting blog

The accounts in the news today: Peggy Seltzer’s “Love and Consequences” meets Misha Defonsec’s “Misha: A Mémoire of the Holocaust Years” following James Frey’s “A Million Little Pieces” – all fraudulent accounts of one person’s struggles with life. Meanwhile, in the blogosphere us not so ordinary people ferret out meaning and truth from friendly exchanges, walks through the park, and a good meal – the drama is low key and almost comforting in its ritual of…

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Sweet transcendence

New York was jampacked and fun but oh so good to come home to the LaLa – to the animals – the bayou – to New Orleans. I arrived to a warm welcome from J, who left flowers, champagne, chocolate cupcakes and candies as well as fresh strawberries with a card saying thanks for being a friend – ditto is what I wanted to say – ditto ditto ditto. In NY, T and I told a…

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I happen to like New York

Went to see Come Back Little Sheba last night at the Biltmore – it got a tremendous write up in the New York Times – we found the play good but not moving as I had expected. But it felt good to see a live performance, to be in NY even though it is cold and was raining, out and about. We went to the Hudson for cocktails after and spent an evening catching up…

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The Hole

When we walk down the street, people turn their heads, I’d like to think it is because we make such a cute couple – though true – there is also the element of different. We went to a lesbian dive bar and I looked around at young and old women in context, kissing, touching, a butchy girl dancing with a very fey boy behind us, and I mused about how difficult it would be for…

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On being in love

My own laundry list for being in love – easy on the eye (check), makes me laugh (check), fits in with my friends and family (check), wants a child in their life (check) – it’s the lagniappe that I forgot to mention in my own list to myself. That someone could love profoundly like me, have the depth of person to unfold slowly, and then to top it off profess that love in such a…

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Travel has a romantic sound but in actuality it is tedious most times.

In the rush to get ready to leave for a business trip, I have thought of at least seventy four things I have not done to get ready to leave. Meanwhile, the lure of the open road always tugs at me, but the reality is that every time I leave the LaLa it feels like you are pulling candy out of my mouth – the sunlight looks so pretty on the eggplant colored sheets as…

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