Somebody got called a name while this shit is going on:
Last Sunday a friend of mine's Daughter was visiting a friend and Co-worker who attends Loyola. They were hanging out watching a movie when some guys kicked in the door and came in with Guns. They duct taped them up, took small objects and money, left them their lic.s and left. 4 hours later they were found by a room mate. No one was hurt much, thank G-d. The home was on Palmer St. Afterwards they were talking to the police and were told that this group of 4 hispanic men were robbing people in the Loyola area. (this was the 6th with these suspects) They were told that it would not be reported to the media because Loyola didn't want it out because of the problems they were already having with low student registration. My friend said he was seriously thinking of talking to 6 on your side but I don't think anything came of it.
Isn’t it typical that C Ray acts offended as hell? It reminds me of W and Cheney “bringing dignity back to the white house” while telling Pat Leahy to “go fuck yourself” and calling Adam Clymer a "major league asshole".
Basically, this underscores how fucking alone we are. How weak we are. How utterly powerless we are.
Well, I'm pretty sure I have pneumonia. They couldn't squeeze me in to the doctor today, but when they talked to me over the phone, they told me to go to the ER. No way am I going to the ER -- no way.
Besides, Annabel is getting tubes put in her ears tomorrow morning, and she's the kid that's deathly afraid of doctors.
Some people keep telling me that all this illness in the family is due to the oldest kid being in pre-school, and bringing home sickness after sickness. Other people tell me it's just New Orleans. I don't know...but the main thing that can run me out of here is a threat to my children.
Da Wife went to BERG and went skating with a rollergirl on Sunday in Audubon park -- she's going to start practicing with the team as well. Daddy gets more babysitting duty, which would be fine if the kids liked daddy as much. It runs in cycles, and there's only so many trips I can make to Angelo Brocato's (which, IMHO, rules over the Creole Creamery).
I've been keeping the doors open and the fans going. I'm afraid to start the A/C up, with Entergy being Entergy.
A group of us who went to USM as undergrads have been trying to get together and see what's happened with the old gang. The internet has made that a whole lot easier.
Well, of the gang of 10, one is missing and 2 are dead. One died of a brain tumor 2 years ago, and another one died of liver and kidney failure. He basically drank himself to death.
That's a lot for a week.
I've always been the sentimental sort, and I've usually been good at keeping up with old friends. Which is why I enjoy the sitemeter map. When I see the hit from Vienna, I know it's probably Skip; the Hawaii hit has to be Kama Aina, and when I get the hit from Vancouver, I hope it's Howard (email me Howard!). God only knows how I get hits from Vietnam, Argentina, and Madagascar.
Rep. Jeb Hensarling (R-TX), chairman of the conservative Republican Study Committee, introduced an amendment that would require victims of Hurricane Katrina to perform 20 hours/week of approved “work activities” to receive financial aid for housing.
A group of independent scientists who’ve called themselves “Team Louisiana” has asked for the federal government to compensate everyone that the Army Corps of Engineers victimized, after their own examination of post-Katrina levee failures revealed the Corps was ultimately to blame.
Now, I'm not the biggest Ivor Van Heerden fan, but this report should have an impact.