Remember this? Cool, huh? Well, while attending Voodoo Fest in New Orleans a couple of weeks ago I spotted this guy: I didn’t see anyone else hugging him yet so of course I had to: David snapped this picture with his iPhone from quite a distance so this was the best editing I could do. …
California dreaming
I stepped off the plane and immediately noticed that the airport smelled faintly like a swimming pool. I am one of those weird people who actually likes the smell of bleach so this wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. But there was no music playing, either. Hey, Toto, we aren’t in New Orleans anymore. Until we…
Ozzy!
There were lots of good bands at Voodoo Fest but I must admit I was most excited about seeing this guy: He may be getting up in years and no one could accuse him of being overly conscientious about his health during his long career. His memoir, I Am Ozzy, reads like a textbook case…
National Unfriend Day
November 17th has been designated “National Unfriend Day”. The idea is to get rid of all your annoying Facebook friends that day. Over time, nearly all of us end up with at least a few “friends” (or sometimes even relatives!) we wish we hadn’t approved in the first place. Now we have the perfect opportunity…
Crossing items off my list…
Note: We returned from our 11 day trip to New Orleans late last night. I have lots of stories to tell and pictures to share over the next several days. Here is the first: Remember that “101 in 1001” list I made some time ago? Well, one of the items on my list was to…
So much fun
New Orleans is the most amazing place and I want to stay here forever. That’s all.
Happy Hallowe’en!
And here’s the pumpkin I killed carved this year: var addthis_config = {“data_track_clickback”:true};
One year ago…
One year ago today my dear grandmother went to heaven. Hardly a day goes by that I don’t think of her. I miss her but am grateful for the time we had and feel blessed to have had her influence in my life. I love you, Grandma. var addthis_config = {“data_track_clickback”:true};
New Orleans
The Tourist By William Faulkner –New Orleans A courtesan, not old and yet no longer young, who shuns the sunlight that the illusion of her former glory be preserved. The mirrors in her house are dim and the frames are tarnished; all her house is dim and beautiful with age. She reclines gracefully upon a…
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