A weeks worth of news.
It's been a rather boring week visually; I don't really have any pictures to show so this will be wordier journal entry than usual. The image above is from the Weekly World News web site. When you see me reading a newspaper on cam with some bizarre article, it's this wonderfully silly supermarket tabloid. I just looked at the web site for the first time today. Yikes! It's also very, very wierd. They have a message board populated with the strangest people...
I hope it doesn't come as a shock to any of you that they make all this stuff up! The reason I know for sure (besides the fact that they admitted it in a libel suit) is that when Bill and I had the Deli in the Quarter, there was this couple who came in every day for a while and they had the greatest job; they took photos for the WWN and a few other tabs. They traveled around the country staying a few months here and a few months there, finding people who were willing to pose in some crazy set up for 50 or 75 bucks. The French Quarter was just chock full of crazies who were thrilled to do it; for a couple of months there was a picture of a friend or neighbor in the paper almost every week next to some ridiculous story. Like the local grocery delivery boy who posed for the story "Women pay me to father their babies! I've never worked a day in my life! says millionaire stud!" It was hilarious; we couldn't wait for the paper to arrive each week!
Moving to California, not.
I was up for a real kewl job on the west coast, but it fell through, didn't happen. It looked like it would have suited me to the ground and I had talked myself into moving to So Cal... a real disappointment when I got the news. I indulged in a two day bo bo face sulk fest, but I'm over it now, after all, I get to stay in New Orleans! As much as I love travel and new vistas, I love my sweet home Big Easy more. And there is something else on the horizon, jobwise. (BTW, thanks for the So Cal info on the message board!)
The rainy season, not.
This time of year, during April and May, we usually have a lot of rain, in fact, we often have huge storms with up to 10 inches of rain or more and flooding. This year there hasn't been a drop for almost a month. We aren't officially in a drought... one big storm could just about catch us up, but it's very dry in the big mother swamp right now. The temps have also been way up there; highs of 92 or 93 F and lows of 79 or 80. I have had to water the lawn! I sowed some new grass seed in the back yard trying to get that little patch green again and it is taking daily serious watering to get it going. This is sooo not the usual thing this time of year. There is one up side to the dryness; it does slow down some of the more aggressive weeds and vines that can literally take over over night. We're supposed to get a ten degree break in the temps next week; a front is coming that is supposed to break through the high that has been blocking any relief. It would be so great to shut off the A/C for a few days. One funny thing; this is neither a result of "El Nino" (warm Pacific conditions) or "La Nina" (cold Pacific conditions). The term that they used in the paper this week for the current situation is "La Nada"! hehe!
Puddin' the happy cat, not.
My little feline companion is not the most sociable of beings (she usual bites newcomers hello, just ask unokhan's friend...) although she has warmed up to luca a bit. She's fiercely loyal to me, but she is descended from a family of tough street wise cats and a tad territorial and wary of others. Well, Karen and Chris were here for a week and she loves them! (They are very devoted cat people and spent hours playing and socializing the lil beast.) Puddin' has spent nearly the whole week moping around; she actually misses them! Oh, I tried to amuse her! I tossed around the little string toy that they made that she found endlessly amusing when they were here, but no, it just wasn't the same. She would take a few swipes at it and walk away to go sulk in a corner. I talked to her until I began to doubt my sanity, but she obviously preferred the more dulcet coos of the girls. Once this week, I walked into the living room and I caught her playing wildly with that string thing and talking to herself! (Oh yeah, this cat talks to herself...she seems to have a very active internal life.) She was obviously pretending that her new friends were there. I admit, I felt a pang of jealousy.
Things seem to be getting back to normal, but now I'll always wonder if she likes them better...
After reading the preceeding paragraph over, I am thinking how very important it is that I get back to work...and out of the house more...~grin~
I must mention here that I don't spend all my time alone with my cat. I do have a very dear friend and neighbor, Robert ( Robea) who I meet up with in our back yards every day for a chat or two. He's been a rock to me at times when I haven't been feeling so great and he's always there for grocery shopping or to drive me to an interview or when I need to fix my screen door... or just talk. Thanks Robert.
And thanks to all of you as well! Thanks for the e-mails, e-cards and the phone calls during the week; sometimes it means more than you might imagine.
That's about it. I will get to the Mardi Gras Indians, whom I mentioned during Jazz Fest. I just want to do a little more research first; they are truly unique and I don't want to get anything wrong.
...and once again, Happy Birthday Auntie Vera!
It's been a rather boring week visually; I don't really have any pictures to show so this will be wordier journal entry than usual. The image above is from the Weekly World News web site. When you see me reading a newspaper on cam with some bizarre article, it's this wonderfully silly supermarket tabloid. I just looked at the web site for the first time today. Yikes! It's also very, very wierd. They have a message board populated with the strangest people...
I hope it doesn't come as a shock to any of you that they make all this stuff up! The reason I know for sure (besides the fact that they admitted it in a libel suit) is that when Bill and I had the Deli in the Quarter, there was this couple who came in every day for a while and they had the greatest job; they took photos for the WWN and a few other tabs. They traveled around the country staying a few months here and a few months there, finding people who were willing to pose in some crazy set up for 50 or 75 bucks. The French Quarter was just chock full of crazies who were thrilled to do it; for a couple of months there was a picture of a friend or neighbor in the paper almost every week next to some ridiculous story. Like the local grocery delivery boy who posed for the story "Women pay me to father their babies! I've never worked a day in my life! says millionaire stud!" It was hilarious; we couldn't wait for the paper to arrive each week!
Moving to California, not.
I was up for a real kewl job on the west coast, but it fell through, didn't happen. It looked like it would have suited me to the ground and I had talked myself into moving to So Cal... a real disappointment when I got the news. I indulged in a two day bo bo face sulk fest, but I'm over it now, after all, I get to stay in New Orleans! As much as I love travel and new vistas, I love my sweet home Big Easy more. And there is something else on the horizon, jobwise. (BTW, thanks for the So Cal info on the message board!)
The rainy season, not.
This time of year, during April and May, we usually have a lot of rain, in fact, we often have huge storms with up to 10 inches of rain or more and flooding. This year there hasn't been a drop for almost a month. We aren't officially in a drought... one big storm could just about catch us up, but it's very dry in the big mother swamp right now. The temps have also been way up there; highs of 92 or 93 F and lows of 79 or 80. I have had to water the lawn! I sowed some new grass seed in the back yard trying to get that little patch green again and it is taking daily serious watering to get it going. This is sooo not the usual thing this time of year. There is one up side to the dryness; it does slow down some of the more aggressive weeds and vines that can literally take over over night. We're supposed to get a ten degree break in the temps next week; a front is coming that is supposed to break through the high that has been blocking any relief. It would be so great to shut off the A/C for a few days. One funny thing; this is neither a result of "El Nino" (warm Pacific conditions) or "La Nina" (cold Pacific conditions). The term that they used in the paper this week for the current situation is "La Nada"! hehe!
Puddin' the happy cat, not.
My little feline companion is not the most sociable of beings (she usual bites newcomers hello, just ask unokhan's friend...) although she has warmed up to luca a bit. She's fiercely loyal to me, but she is descended from a family of tough street wise cats and a tad territorial and wary of others. Well, Karen and Chris were here for a week and she loves them! (They are very devoted cat people and spent hours playing and socializing the lil beast.) Puddin' has spent nearly the whole week moping around; she actually misses them! Oh, I tried to amuse her! I tossed around the little string toy that they made that she found endlessly amusing when they were here, but no, it just wasn't the same. She would take a few swipes at it and walk away to go sulk in a corner. I talked to her until I began to doubt my sanity, but she obviously preferred the more dulcet coos of the girls. Once this week, I walked into the living room and I caught her playing wildly with that string thing and talking to herself! (Oh yeah, this cat talks to herself...she seems to have a very active internal life.) She was obviously pretending that her new friends were there. I admit, I felt a pang of jealousy.
Things seem to be getting back to normal, but now I'll always wonder if she likes them better...
After reading the preceeding paragraph over, I am thinking how very important it is that I get back to work...and out of the house more...~grin~
I must mention here that I don't spend all my time alone with my cat. I do have a very dear friend and neighbor, Robert ( Robea) who I meet up with in our back yards every day for a chat or two. He's been a rock to me at times when I haven't been feeling so great and he's always there for grocery shopping or to drive me to an interview or when I need to fix my screen door... or just talk. Thanks Robert.
And thanks to all of you as well! Thanks for the e-mails, e-cards and the phone calls during the week; sometimes it means more than you might imagine.
That's about it. I will get to the Mardi Gras Indians, whom I mentioned during Jazz Fest. I just want to do a little more research first; they are truly unique and I don't want to get anything wrong.
...and once again, Happy Birthday Auntie Vera!
posted by durlx at 5/10/2002 04:06:00 PM
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