North American leaders for summit of under-fire NAFTA
~Economic Times of India
~Editilla just can't deal wit'dis creep'spin dis'moarnin, makin'me get all ...hyphenated. I mean, if the folks in New Orleans don't already know what is really coming down as a PR OP with this "Sunnit" in the City That Care Forgot And The Predidente Left For Dead, ain't a whole lot anyone can do for'ya, eh? Soooo Editilla jus'gonna fire it up, pull another line, and reminisa's~
Mad Night's Mourning Spin
{fo'da mad irish poet}
Bright morning light finds me underneath some stairs asleep,
where that Mad Dog has taken me away again. And while the thoughtless whores with their washed-up scores of this Mad Night's mourning spin by me I can see their nickle plated price tags, count their baby-cake grins. And the glad thing is that no one knows me, hear, no one can call my name. But the sad thing is this show is going and my friends aren't here to see the game, its saxophone players & pastry bakers, its juggling fools & candy takers, its little niggers dancing the tap dance of the worn-out black shoe, as the wild wing of the sidewalk preacher and the wino from thier park bench bleecher cheer the Crowns chunkin' small change, like it was made of precious gold...like it was made of precious gold!
{New Orleans~Mardi Gras-1979}
...what I sometimes call Bent Synchronicity on the Back Hand Path. (BS on the BHP) Auspicious.
Regarding bug behavior, the day before Katrina made landfall, almost 12 hrs exactly, the Math Shopper and I were walking dog Flora on the neutral ground (what we in New Orleans call the grassy median between streets) down the middle of Elysian Fields, smoking a nice joint beneath the trees, kickin' logic theorems around like they'z jail-house punks when I spied a dozen fat trademark New Orleans Nightcrawler cock roaches lined up on a tree end to end, nose to tail, completely still but for their long antennae that wriggled about either side like fishing poles off a parade of longboats.
These legendary beasts usually stand about 3 1/2 inches long X 2 inches wide? Though rarely seen in broad daylight, you can actually
hear them walk across a street. When you do see them (and you
will see them) at
night, crawlin' across the banquette in the Quarters you must stop, look & listen. More often than not the roach will stop too, as if...considering you. If you somehow find the need, gonads or ova to mount one when it charges, or even manage to Pop It under both feet, every person within a block will duck from the sound of gunfire. {perhaps I embellish here juuuust a bit:)
But there they were, lined up and down the side of a Live Oak tree. "What the fuck?!?", we wondered. What if they notice us? Should we run now or just back away slowly, no sudden movements? Can they even see in broad sunlight? Aren't they
blind, like so many in this city who find themselves somehow awake in the middle of the day? And hey! Why
that particular side of the tree anyway and why nearly six feet off the ground?
Duuuuherah...it turned out. Walking about the aftermath of the storm before the federal flood, we realized from the various & sundry debris nailed into the tree's
windward side that the roaches had aligned themselves aerodynamically on the tree's
leeward side to ride out the storm's approach, exactly. Bugs know...or at least next time we see nature going so oddly
with her own grain perchance we should, errra, pay more attention?.
Ya' t'ink?
Flood Stage Levels, current 'real-time' guage readings~USGS
Homeless Residents of New Orleans Wait for Help
~susanhallWWOZ ~ WTUL
GAMBIT ~ NOMENU
Big Chief Darryl Montana's 2008 Mardi Gras Indian suit. Photo: Hild Creed.
New Orleans groove suits British-born Cleary well~His performance sprint begins Saturday with a set at the New Orleans Jazz and Heritage Festival, continues with a Mid City Lanes Rock ’n’ Bowl gig that evening, a Sunday show at d.b.a. on Frenchmen Street, more appearances through the week and, finally, a CD release party at the Maple Leaf Bar next Sunday.
Flood Stage Levels, current 'real-time' guage readings
