I have long been in the habit of carrying a book with me wherever I go. This has been an ingrained behavior since I could read, at least that is my recollection. Here at work it sometimes gets me funny looks when I grab my book for a quick trip up the elevator to pick up something from a resident for example. My contention has always been that it's in case the elevator breaks down. Well, today my habit proved it's wisdom as I was, for the second time since I started working here in 1990, trapped on the elevator for a time. The elevator shot past the 26th floor, which is the top floor, and stuck about 3 feet higher than the floor level. I was only in the elevator about 20 minutes, but that would have seemed much longer without a book to read! :-) So, always carry a book, you never know when you'll be stuck with nothing to do. When, for some reason, like I just finished the book I was carrying that day, I don't have a book to take with me I stick my pocket sized bible, that is always with me, in my pocket just in case.
I didn't make our local Tea Party , but it pulled hundreds of people as well... Tea, anyone? from Father Hollywood by Father Hollywood Like hundreds of thousands of other Americans, the Hollywoods enjoyed a tea party this past Wednesday. "Tea party" (wink wink). Nothing subversive about sipping a little Darjeeling, eh wot? Nothing to see here, Miss Napolitano. Anyway, our local festivities were held at Veterans Memorial Boulevard in Metairie. There were literally thousands of people crammed into the neutral ground (though on that day, the ground was anything but...), as cars and trucks poured by the busy boulevard laing on their horns in support. Here are pictures. And like every such gathering in our environs, there was even a brass band and an improptu "second line" parade. It was a "party" after all. But it was a party with a serious reason. The crowds were so overwhelming that it was hard to hear the speakers, and unfortunately, we did have a fe...
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