Friday, June 11, 2004

Good news. I am (sort of) back online. We changed homes and have been mostly offline for the past couple of months. The good news is that we are slowly putting evrything back in order. A few items of note:

1) We moved from the Faubourg Marigny to the Lower Garden District.
2) We are expecting our first and hopefully only child.
3) We are leaving for Buenos Aires, Argentina on Monday.

I understand that Argentina has a good telecommunications infrastructure. I hope that I will be able to update this blog from there with my adventures from beef country.

Monday, March 22, 2004

Forwarded to me from a friend:

15 things to do at Wal-Mart while your spouse/partner/parent is taking their own sweet time:

1. Get 24 boxes of condoms and randomly place them in peoples carts while they are not looking.

2. Set all the alarm clocks in Housewares to go off at 5-minute intervals.

3. Make a trail of tomato juice on the floor leading to the restrooms.

4. Walk up to an employee and tell him/her in an offical tone, "Code3" and watch what happens.

5. Go to the Service Desk and ask to put a bag of M&M's on lay away.

6. Move a "CAUTION - WET FLOOR" sign to a carpeted area.

7. Set up a tent in the camping department and tell other shoppers you'll invite them in if they bring pillows from the bedding department.

8. When a clerk asks if they can help you, begin to cry and ask "Why cant you people just leave me alone?"

9. Look right into the security camera, using it as a mirror and pick your nose.

10. While handling guns in the hunting department, ask the clerk if he knows where the anti depressants are.

11. Dart around the store suspicioulsy while loudly humming the theme from missions impossible."

12. In the auto department, practice your "Madonna" look using different size funnels.

13. Hide in a clothing rack and when people browse through, say "Pick me! Pick me!"

14. When an announcement comes over the loud speaker, assume the fetal postion and scream, "No, NO! Its those voices again."

15. Go into a fitting room, shut the door and wait a few minutes, then yell loudly, "There's no toilet paper in here!"

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

André Breton (1896-1966) lives, France. Poet, essayist, critic,
editor, communist, surrealist, promoter.


Artaud: Does Surrealism still hold
the same importance in the
organization & disorganization
of our lives?


Breton: It is all mud, almost
entirely composed
of flowers.


http://www.creative.net/~alang/lit/surreal/writers.sht#Breton

Thursday, January 29, 2004

If you give me six lines written by the most honest man, I will find something in them to hang him.


-Cardinal Richelieu, or some neighborhood associations

Wednesday, January 14, 2004

P.W., HIS MAGIC EDUCATION AS A POET
To be sensual, I think, is to respect and rejoice in the force of life, of life itself, and to be present in all that one does, from the effort of loving to the making of bread.

-James A. Baldwin

Tuesday, January 13, 2004

Wow, I have been slow on the journal lately. I had better get back in to the habit before the avalanche of Mardi Gras is upon us in full force. For those of you not based in New Orleans, Mardi Gras Day, which is on February 24 of this year, is only the denouement of the carnival season. The most significant parades start about two weeks before Mardi Gras Day, as well as the attendant festivities. As the parade routes are distributed through many parts of the city, almost no one who lives in the core of the city is far away from a parade, so many people have parties or at least, open houses with bathrooms, near parade routes. It's a remarkably social time in a city that is already remarkably social. It's also a time that not too much happens in a city known for not having too much happening in it. Efficiency experts and bankers may decry this time of slack, but I think one of the healthiest things about New Orleans is the occasional party. Pressure valve for the city. A healthy city has art, culture, education, a strong taste for debate and the occasional party. We have a ways to go, but we've figured out at least part of the equation.


Thursday of this week, a protest of President Bush is planned. The president, who is speaking at the D-Day Museum at a $1000/plate luncheon, is not expected to actually see protestors. I guess when you're president you don't even have to see opposition. Talk about a bubble.