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Oh, every day is plump with opportunities.  You have to know when to take them.  If there aren’t any, you can make them.  You can make them or you can break them. I am entranced by this strange, lush dream of a day.  Let me tell you what is happening.  Good memories are made of […]

It is finally here!  Tonight is the first night of Mardi Gras.  Three parades tonight!  It is Twelfth Night in New Orleans. The Phunny Phorty Phellows roll on St. Charles Avenue.  The Krewe de Jean d’Arc rolls in the French Quarter, mostly on Chartres Street.  There is another one but I never remember what it is.  It is new.  They used to

I asked Emily what day it is.  She told me it is Tuesday.  That’s what it says on the top of the Wall Street Journal, too.  Winter in New Orleans. It is too cold to sit outside.  I’m not exaggerating.  It’s the beginning of January and it is 48 degrees out.  That’s Fahrenheit. That doesn’t

I think Allard Avenue is the most beautiful street in New Orleans after Esplanade Avenue.  Let me tell you about my trip home today.  I wasn’t in a rush so I decided to take the back streets.  It is slower and there is more to look at.  Mind you, I am rarely in a rush.   So, I get

I live in New Orleans, Louisiana, USA.  Let me tell you about my day. I met this pretty lady from California.  You know how California people talk when they answer a question?  This lady didn’t talk like that.  She pretty much stayed on topic.  I enjoyed talking with her.  She was no Courtney.  She was a nurse. She is

Another nice day. In January 2021 I got into a wager with Jimmy.  He bet me the pandemic would still be going on by my birthday, which is in December.  Jimmy was 21 years older than me at the time.  I guess he still is. We got to talking about it.  The conversation went on

Today was a good day.  Every day in New Orleans is a good day.  You should try it sometime. I was talking with Serra, the masseuse yesterday.  We were talking about the Causeway.  I hate the Causeway.  Why?  Because I hate to leave New Orleans.  You will, too. The Lake Pontchartrain Causeway is the longest bridge

There was a big party at the house across the street.  You know the kind, a motorcade of limousines with a police escort.  I wasn’t invited so I don’t know who was there.  I don’t think it was Tom Cruise or Brad Pitt.  It seems unlikely but anything is possible.  There was a brass band

It is nice to meet you, stranger.  Have you ever eaten too much cake and ice cream?  Living in New Orleans is living at the point just before enough becomes too much.  I love where I live.  You will, too.  There is no place else like New Orleans.  I know.  I live here.  I have

In the cafe society demi-monde I inhabit, some people make living in New Orleans a form of art.  Art in New Orleans takes many shapes.   There are all kinds of artists in New Orleans.  I know.  I live here.  I see them all the time. When it comes to headgear I pretty much limit