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I spent the afternoon/evening with Other Patti and our friend Sally, watching several episodes of an absolutely brilliant British sitcom entitled “Black Books.” It follows the exploits of Bernard Black, a bookstore owner, his employee Manny, and Fran, who has the shop next door. I would describe it further, but I would only gum it … Continue reading Black Books
From Poppy Z. Brite’s Dispatches from Tanganyika, a note on fashion for the upcoming Carnival season in New Orleans: It’s the first day of Carnival season! We have a short one this year (Mardi Gras is Feb. 8 ), so get your king cake, parade, and, yes, bead on early. I should repeat my dicta … Continue reading How not to behave
Right now, I am horribly out of fashion in my having voted for Dubya, and my support of the war in Iraq. It would appear that, in spite of the great idealism of my youth, I am currently displaying some ever-so-slightly conservative tendencies. This would have made me terribly in-step with the popular adult multitudes … Continue reading Learning how to think
I don’t know how or why it happened, but the trees in my orange grove are all still standing. Upright and all (NB: they’re right in what was the path of Hurricane Charley). In the next county (nine-tenths of a mile away — we measured it ourselves) the orange trees are all growing in — … Continue reading Orange Groves
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