We’re firing up the air conditioners tonight, for the first time since Katrina shut ’em down. It’s only 86 degrees in our living room, but Xy’s a wimp. Plus our ceiling fans are still out of commission (along with all our overhead electrical wiring). I guess Summer has begun.
The University where I work is finally getting some financial aid — not from the United States, but from Qatar. I’m certainly glad for the help, but I can’t believe it’s come to this.
This “Day Without Immigrants” is a risky gambit. It will surely alienate many Americans. But I love to see the little guy flexing his muscles and sticking it to The Man — even if The Man is, by extension, me.
Welcome aboard to another rox.com blogger. Avid fans of the ROX television series may remember Kelly from such classic episodes as An Amazing Concatenation of Events, A Toast to Poverty and Coping with the Shock. She’s now living in Milwaukee with her husband Paul and their beautiful baby girl.
Her blog is at cheese.rox.com.
After months of calling and begging, we’re finally getting home delivery of the Times-Picayune again — more or less. They started us up ten days ago. Of those ten days, the newspaper has actually been delivered seven times. Still, it beats hunting down a stocked box every morning.
If the United States can’t take care of its own, maybe they should sell us back to France.
Today, after thinking it over for a year or so, I bought a Big Green Egg, medium size.