Today I am watching it rain a thousand miles away. All weekend long I've been, well, worried. One eye on my studying and one eye on the TV. Sleeping with the TV on. Glued to the computer. I have been remembering places that I know are three years gone.
I remember wearing the absolutely wrong, hot, bulky sweater to go dancing on Bourbon Street after a long day of traveling in a van with a bunch of people I didn't know (long story). Brown Eyed Girl was playing in almost every club that we went to and Hurricanes were in every blender at every bar. One of the girls we were with lived my nightmare and sang a karaoke song that got booed. I always thought that if put on the spot I'd sing the exact same song.
I am missing a man who decided one morning he wanted to have lunch in New Orleans, so we piled in the car and drove over for the day from Diamondhead, Mississippi. After we ate we turned around and drove straight back. He's been gone for six months already. That hardly seems possible.
I know people who live there now and I'm praying they are all safe today. I guess I'm feeling sad for a place that has given me some very nice memories.
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I was praying too and did get the sense that it would be okay, or at least more okay then 3 yrs ago. I am glad to see it is as far as I know.
I was just curious about your story and who the mystery man is that is now not with us? ONLY if you feel like it.
I think I am going to purchase one of your grandfather's pictures. Just thought I'd share.
Take care!
Now we have to worry about Hanna, Ike and Josephine. Every autumn is like this here - always waiting for something.
I am missing my other grandfather -- my mom's dad. He passed away on March 3rd. He and his wife used to spend Januarys in Mississippi and I went to visit a few years ago. He woke up one morning and realized he'd never really been to New Orleans and so we hopped in the car and drove over for lunch.
I'm glad you like the pics -- that is so cool! Which one do you like?
OK, now I have to know - what was the song that you always thought YOU would sing? And did she get booed because it's a sappy song or she was a sappy singer??
This is so cheesy. Stay by Lisa Loeb. It's the musical equivalent of a chick flick. When you have a couple of hundred sweaty, hip hop dancing drunk kids in a bar, really the worst thing you could do is turn the music down and put a girl on a bar stool in a spotlight. Then have her sing a 5 year old sappy song from one of the best/worst movies ever. [One of my favoites -- you'd hate it.]
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