Archive for January, 2008

Two things

Welcome. Place your soul on the table and enter

I received a gift in the mail today. It was a ticket from Jefferson Parish. They even sent me pictures of my car so I can put them up on myspace. I could go and try to explain why, but I think that would be a useless trip. They need to see the before and after to make these decisions. I can hear the storm troopers marching down the street already. “We are here to take your children and make you wear this gray jumpsuit. Thank you for visiting Jefferson Parish” This is the first step towards the dream Hitler always wanted. An eye in every house watching everything you do so you don’t hurt yourself. What’s that? Someone is knocking at the door. Hold On………………………………………

Business License in NOLA

This is a bit of a rant about my attempts to become a business owner in New Orleans. Please excuse the grammer and such it is a bit of a run on. I am placing it under the cut to keep down on the clutter.

Ordinance Passes Reforming HCDRC

St. Charles Ave. Deconstruction_0048

I just received an email from Stacy Head’s office announcing that an ordinance outlining a complete restructuring of the Historic Conservation District Review Committee (HCDRC) was approved by City Council today. Notably, it was authored by all seven members of the City Council.

While working with Karen over at Squandered Heritage, I saw the horrors of this committee unfold over and over again. As she told me, “You have to see it to believe it.” It made me sick to see the complete disregard for the laws and principles governing procedures at the HCDRC. It made me focus on changing this committee.

A few examples of the bi-weekly massacres of due process:

Sundance dawlins

If New York magazine is to be believed–and granted, I’m never entirely sure they are–the heroes of this year’s Sundance Film Festival are a couple of scrappy, street-smart Katrina survivors from the Lower 9. In an otherwise lackluster year, Kim and Scott Roberts’ footage of the storm’s onslaught and aftermath, cobbled into a documentary by Tia Lessin and Carl Deal and entitled Trouble the Waters, has captured the attention of media bigwigs and audiences alike. The full story’s here, including a couple of unconvincing minutes of video excerpts. Over on YouTube, there’s some crappy handheld video from the premiere–so crappy that it took mom 30 seconds to realize she’d left the lens cap on–but still:

So perhaps it’s premature, but hooray! Maybe.

Lafcadio at the Krewe du Vieux

Lafcadio revered at the Krewe du Vieux

My favorite handout from last night’s Krewe du Vieux parade. It’s from one of the subkrewes, the Krewe of PAN, which chose to revere a slightly obscure but magnificent writer known for his quotability. Case in point:

Times are not good here. The city is crumbling into ashes. It has been buried under a lava flood of taxes and frauds and maladministrations so that it has become only a study for archaeologists. …But it is better to live here in sackcloth and ashes, than to own the whole state of Ohio. –Lafcadio Hearn, 1879

P.S. Note the gilded bagel from Krewe du Jieux in the background–my first ever! Sadly, I didn’t get it on my own; it was procured on my behalf by someone with much bigger tits. But whatevs. I never claimed to have it all..

Check Point Charlies Sunday

Ok so Saturday the thing to do of course Krewe De Vieux but tomorrow what is there to do? Friends of mine from Orlando, Florida are coming to town. I have known the lead singer/guitar player for years and am looking forward to them playing somewhere close by. They are playing at Check Point Charlies Sunday night at 10pm which should be a good show. We are getting a babysitter so we will be there, hope to see some of you.


Krewe De Vieux

So tonight the thing to do was Krewe De Vieux. I just realized that although I am using the past tense some of you may still be experiencing Krewe De Vieux so to all of you I say congrats for getting to stay out and party. The route went just two blocks from my house so we put the baby in the backpack carrier and walked down to watch the parade go by. The baby loved it and so did my husband and myself. It feels good to be raising a child that will have these kinds of traditions. This is my favorite parade it is the parade that the locals call the local parade. I love that everything is pulled by man or beast and I love that it is raunchy. Also, I have a belief that Vieux has the best bands out of all the Mardi Gras parades. It seemed short to me this year but maybe that was just me and not actually true. I hope everyone had fun/ is still having fun out there and I am looking forward to all the other parades we will get to go to this season.


That’s funny, these cramps taste like chicken

I sit here in a spartan room. I have the television on in the background to distract me and I have come to a frightening conclusion. Does anyone else think the theme song to “Two and a Half Men” is the scariest fucking thing since the “Charles in Charge” song entered the pop culture world? Its chilling isn’t it? And then they do this creepy “Myeeeeeeeeeeeen” thing before the commercials. Disturbing.

New Orleans: Vagina Capital of America!

…On April 12, “The Vagina Monologues,” which has become a worldwide phenomenon, launching the V-Day project to end violence against women, will play the 17,000-seat New Orleans Arena with a cast scheduled to include Jane Fonda, Glenn Close, Jennifer Hudson, Ellen DeGeneres, Charmaine Neville, Salma Hayek, Rosario Dawson, Ashley Judd, Julia Stiles, Marisa Tomei and Oprah Winfrey, for whom Ensler is writing a new monologue.

April 11 and 12 will find the Louisiana Superdome interior turned into a pink and red vagina — “with a big vagina entrance,” Ensler said — as a setting for performance events, parties, parades, workshops, wellness and education programs, speakers, even spa treatments, which will be free to residents of New Orleans and the Gulf South. (Men are excluded only from the spa.)

For those two days, New Orleans will be “the Vagina Capital of America,” Ensler said. “We’re coming here to say that we should celebrate New Orleans, cherish it, protect it, just as we do our vaginas, and make sure it goes on and on.”


You know, of course, that that “news” is weeks old. When I’ve mentioned it to friends, they’ve all said, “Oh yeah. I already have tickets.”

Honestly, how do I miss out on things like this?

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