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Nola day two
Required experiences: food, beignets, street theater, second line, jazz We went to the jazz brunch at Court of Two Sisters and had spectacular Eggs Benedict (not offered at our hotel, oddly), jambalaya, ham, shrimp, apple cobbler, bread pudding, curry, bacon, sausage, grits, cornbread, and braised lamb. You know. As you do. (I should apologize to…
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NOLA day one
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DAMNIT
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Or lord that typo will be there a week
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I thought there was NO chave I’d see a funeral procession
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ParTAY
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The Return of The Point
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Back in My Day
Back in my day, winter storms: 1. Didn’t have names 2. Didn’t lead the national news, especially when they amounted to less than a foot of snow 3. Rarely shut school 4. Were a suprise I find myself planning my day today around the weather. Last week’s named winter storm endud up being fifteen minutes…
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Music therapy
Recently I’ve had trouble filling the empty moments of the day. Years ago, if I had an empty moment, my brain would fill it with a daydream involving whatever celebrity caught my fancy. When I was depressed, empty moments were filled by the Criticism Chorus singing cantatas on how wicked I was. Thankfully, that was…
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Gary and Money
Gary was one of the “All or Nothing ” workaholics, and it seems the same thing applies to his retirement spending. He’s been almost miserly this last seven months. I just piled the extra money into savings. And a good thing too, because last week he accelerated from “nothing” to “all.” Things he said a…
