I went downtown and did grocery shopping, paid off my water/trash bill and opened a miniscule savings account.

It was still scorching here in the high 90's. I want cooler weather.

It got up to around 50 here yesterday and looks like another beautiful 50deg day again today.

River

Riverwind (imported) wrote: Wed May 21, 2008 6:48 am It got up to around 50 here yesterday and looks like another beautiful 50deg day again today.

RiverPure envy. I love Louisiana, but our sultriness makes life hard.

Blaise (imported) wrote: Wed May 21, 2008 12:26 pm Pure envy. I love Louisiana, but our sultriness makes life hard.

Last time I recall visiting New Orleans was in 1964. I was going by bus from San Bernardino, California, to Fort Walton Beach in Florida. The bus stopped in New Orleans for three hours and the terminal was only a few blocks from the French Quarter, so I walked.

I arrived on Bourbon Street just after dusk and felt transported into a carnival of music, exotic women and alluring lights. There were hucksters in front of every bar trying to lure you in. I didn't look old enough and only managed a few peeks. Unfortunately, I was only 18 at the time.

A few of hucksters offered me a beer because I looked like a G.I. on leave. In those days, I was slim but muscular, my hair had a G.I. trim and my shoes were spit-shined.

I left Bourbon Street without tasting my first beer but having enjoyed my brief look into another world.

MacTheWolf (imported) wrote: Thu May 22, 2008 1:41 pm Last time I recall visiting New Orleans was in 1964. I was going by bus from San Bernardino, California, to Fort Walton Beach in Florida. The bus stopped in New Orleans for three hours and the terminal was only a few blocks from the French Quarter, so I walked.

I arrived on Bourbon Street just after dusk and felt transported into a carnival of music, exotic women and alluring lights. There were hucksters in front of every bar trying to lure you in. I didn't look old enough and only managed a few peeks. Unfortunately, I was only 18 at the time.

A few of hucksters offered me a beer because I looked like a G.I. on leave. In those days, I was slim but muscular, my hair had a G.I. trim and my shoes were spit-shined.

I left Bourbon Street without tasting my first beer but having enjoyed my brief look into another world.

Sometines, I would see famous people wandering around the Quarter. We sometimes seemed to be the center of the world.

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MacTheWolf (imported) wrote: Tue May 20, 2008 5:51 pm and opened a miniscule savings account.

Sooooo, Uncle Wolfie...How much is a Miniscule in American currency?

Are the Miniscutians allies of ours? Do we have a trade imbalance with them too?

I want to know!

Little Yoli

Not too bright, but thirsting for knowledge.

Not enough for a car but enough to pay three utility bills which is better than squat.

My kitchen is almost German Cockroach free. Hooray.

If anyone here wants to adopt my surviving roaches, just drop me a line and I'll UPS them to you in a BIG brown envelope complete with peanut butter.

I'm Shrinking

I weighed myself on my medical scales and they say I weigh only 218 pounds.

Quite a difference from my plumpish normal of around 240 pounds.

Shrinking is not always bad.

I seem to remember not too long ago you did get a hair cut and beard trim. That could account for a few pounds at least, if not a dozen or so.