Recently, Slimbolala reminded me of how much I love guessing games... Who knows where this house is? It's one of my favorites...
Thursday, February 23, 2006
Guessing Game
Recently, Slimbolala reminded me of how much I love guessing games... Who knows where this house is? It's one of my favorites...
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
Clarification for Water Pressure Posting
Regarding the water pressure problem:
The photo is dark, I know, and it is difficult to see the fine print...which reads: I tried three times, sorry...
It became clear that it seems as though I tried three times, when actually, I usually give it a go once, employing the prolonged "hold-down-the-handle" technique but after that, I throw in the towel.
The photo is dark, I know, and it is difficult to see the fine print...which reads: I tried three times, sorry...
It became clear that it seems as though I tried three times, when actually, I usually give it a go once, employing the prolonged "hold-down-the-handle" technique but after that, I throw in the towel.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
June's B-Day
In case you haven't figured it out yet (and I don't know how you would from this blog), Slimbolalaland and Nola Nikland overlap in dimension. Sunday was little June's second birthday, so Happy Birthday, girlie.*
I have to say, it was difficult to figure out exactly whose birthday it really was, since everyone seemed to get presents, and the Mama Sarah is holding a look-alike girl.
Slimbo...are you gonna knife a bubble here? Not very party-like, now is it?
* you know, for when she reads
I Tried Three Times, Sorry (Thanks)
Water pressure in New Orleans is very low right now. There have been many stories about firefighters having to call in helicopters to help douse fires becasue they cannot get enough water pressure out of the hoses. Well, as with most things that effect the city's system negatively since the storm, this difficulty is felt in our most intimate moments, uniting us all in ways that we normally rather keep to ourselves...
Gotta Tell Ya,
New Orleans wasn't just stinky right after the storm. Some days the place just reeks.
It's stanky today.
It's stanky today.
While You're Throwing Things Out at the House...
Why not get rid of that car you keep knocking into in the hallway?
Sunday, February 19, 2006
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Rue De La Course
I heard that the Rue De La Course on Race is permanently closed because the building is too far gone. Any confirmations?
The Little Rue
photo by Billy Sothern
The Little Rue used to be my neighborhood cafe. I miss it.
The Little Rue
photo by Billy Sothern
The Little Rue used to be my neighborhood cafe. I miss it.
Thinking of Max
I am ready to say that my old man Max has cancer. Normally, I wouldn't put this kind of thing on here, but my mother believes in the power of well wishing and I figure I can't be so selfish as to disregard the possibility of such things helping, SO...
WISH MAX WELL!
He has started chemo and is actually friskier than he has been in a very long time -so far so good!
It's hard to get the dogs to pose for a picture because they hate the little red light on my camera, so these aren't the best pictures, but they represent him reasonably well. Max is a rescued New York City street dog, aged thirteen. The weird looking (but loving) rat-dog is Mabel ("Mabs"), a New Orleans street dog and true love of Max.
WISH MAX WELL!
He has started chemo and is actually friskier than he has been in a very long time -so far so good!
It's hard to get the dogs to pose for a picture because they hate the little red light on my camera, so these aren't the best pictures, but they represent him reasonably well. Max is a rescued New York City street dog, aged thirteen. The weird looking (but loving) rat-dog is Mabel ("Mabs"), a New Orleans street dog and true love of Max.
Friday, February 17, 2006
Faceless Houses
As I promised Slimbolala long ago, I will finally post my series of faceless houses. He is my fellow Central City photo enthusiast and has snapped a few of these curious dollhouse displays himself. This entry has a bunch of pictures. Enjoy.
Apparently during the storm, the wind pried off some (or all) of a facade of a few houses. The houses pictured below remain uncovered and open to this day. In one such house, located on Prytania and Erato (in my neck of the woods), someone goes in and changes the decorations for holidays:
I wonder what they'll do for Mardi Gras.
And now for the ultimate dollhouse effect:
Apparently during the storm, the wind pried off some (or all) of a facade of a few houses. The houses pictured below remain uncovered and open to this day. In one such house, located on Prytania and Erato (in my neck of the woods), someone goes in and changes the decorations for holidays:
I wonder what they'll do for Mardi Gras.
And now for the ultimate dollhouse effect:
Tattered Drunkess
Somehow, this picture of sun-bleached, dusty old boas symbolizes the tired aesthetic of the French Quarter's wanna be bimbettes-for-a-night. Don't get me wrong, (though thoroughly annoyed with these folks before the storm), I am fine with the boas. Whatever happens in Nola, stays...er, no. But seriously, I mean, whatever floats your boat. Tickle, tickle, tee-hee.
Thursday, February 16, 2006
Wednesday, February 15, 2006
The Teddy Bear Problem
After the flood, there were hundreds and hundreds of teddy bears and dolls strewn all over New Orleans, forever damp-looking and traumatically abandoned, left behind to die. This is the feeling that I got everytime I saw one, and I am not the only one. There is something exceptionally freakish about seeing these beloved animals dirty and alone in the gutters of our torn city. My friend and fellow bleeding heart, Miranda had one on the passengers side of her car one day and when I asked her about it, she said (polite depiction) that it had been face down in a gutter, as if the cast off of a violent sex crime....
The idea of the violation is dead-on. I don't know why, but it is. I have since seen dump trucks with tens of these poor creatures shoved into every safe nook and cranny on the vehicle, as if the trash is not appropriate for these creatures that definitely had the life of personality breathed into them by some loving child.
One illustration of a soft spot on the underbelly of New Orleans.
Mid city trash pile
By the way, happy belated Valentine's day.
The idea of the violation is dead-on. I don't know why, but it is. I have since seen dump trucks with tens of these poor creatures shoved into every safe nook and cranny on the vehicle, as if the trash is not appropriate for these creatures that definitely had the life of personality breathed into them by some loving child.
One illustration of a soft spot on the underbelly of New Orleans.
Mid city trash pile
By the way, happy belated Valentine's day.
Tuesday, February 14, 2006
Whose Gettin' Papa Joe's?
One night in October/early November I found this food cart* under the I-10 overpass
Over by The Circle Bar
I was really excited to see it, thinking that surely there would be more cropping up to meet the needs of all the migrant workers coming to town. I had visions of taco stands! But alas, this cart disappeared, and after hearing something about the city not allowing random food carts, my dreams were dashed...
But I was driving down my street the other day and look what I found:
Whose gettin' BBQ?
If you know anything about new food carts around town, share the info, please.
*click on the picture to see the cool mannequin
Over by The Circle Bar
I was really excited to see it, thinking that surely there would be more cropping up to meet the needs of all the migrant workers coming to town. I had visions of taco stands! But alas, this cart disappeared, and after hearing something about the city not allowing random food carts, my dreams were dashed...
But I was driving down my street the other day and look what I found:
Whose gettin' BBQ?
If you know anything about new food carts around town, share the info, please.
*click on the picture to see the cool mannequin
Monday, February 13, 2006
Friday, February 10, 2006
Pieter's Really Cool Band
Pieter* has a really cool band called GRIM. They like to cover Eric Satie and to slow his music waaaaaay down, if you can believe it. They hail from Leuven, Belgium. The website is in Flemmish-Dutch, but has an option to translate to English. If you can listen to these guys, check them out. I mean, if you like that postrock classical mix.
* I did not take this picture, it's from the Soundsbrown website
www.soundsbrown.com
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Jenne + Pieter = Amos
My lovely friends Jenne and Pieter had a baby named Amos! Congratulations guys!
Jenne
Pieter
Amos out
Jenne
Pieter
Amos in
Amos outMonday, February 06, 2006
Trash Pile II
Mid City MissalsFound this pile of missals. It was huge, spanning half a block outside of a print shop. It's definitely the biggest pile of missals I've ever seen.
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