When I was in New Orleans last week, I was so excited to see a swan gliding through the waters of Audubon Park. Sure,... Read More
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… on an embarrassment of kindnesses
Last week, I went to see Number One Son Sam play in – oh wait for it – The Louisiana Philharmonic Orchestra! Right?! He’d called... Read More
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… on every man for himself
That is not a rat. It’s Tony Soprano, a made man on Southport Island. Tony is, in fact, a mink. An American one. I... Read More
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… on risk and reward
Yesterday morning I was hanging out in the hotel, getting some work done when I heard from Number One Son Sam, who was practicing... Read More
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… on pondering along with an understudy
Meet The Understudy – the at-the-ready stand in for the Sam’s now-crunched automotive star (unable to go on). This is her, prior to meeting her... Read More
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… on the importance of the straight man
Oh that face. The one on the right. The big one? The one on the left? He just doinked the little one on the... Read More
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… on sweet snow… and snow
Yesterday morning, JoHn and I woke up and decided to head over to Cafe du Monde. Our flight didn’t leave until noon, and... Read More
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… on brighter places (and people)
I have often found that some of the ‘thats which’ and ‘those who’ have been through the worst imaginable, come out the other side… glowing just... Read More
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… on clouds in my coffee (and everywhere else)
Yesterday we boarded a plane to New Orleans, where Number One Son Sam has a big and huge requirement before he graduates from Loyola... Read More