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once upon a lawn jockey

We’re wandering around the downtown art district.  It’s sad how many of the galleries have become bridal boutiques since we were last here. But I guess that’s because I’m not a bride. As we get to the end and prepare … Continue reading

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Sad

I visited the Times-Picayune newsroom once many years ago. The ex and I were in New Orleans for the marathon, and a former colleague was working there. We got the obligatory tour. I don’t remember much about it, which is not … Continue reading

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Worth the Waits

My choices for the day: A: Continue listening to Tom Waits’ “Nighthawks at the Diner.” Break into Mo’s Corona stash. New lime!  Let Tom lull me into an afternoon nap on a warm afternoon. B: Put on uniform, go to work, … Continue reading

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Things I wish I had said, Part 11

“I wouldn’t want to work for a newspaper that won’t make room for Squirrel Week.” — John Kelly, Washington Post columnist

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RIP, Mr. Banana

mo: It’s not fair that you can take a snippet of an interview and make it out to be an atrocity. me: Like the bunny beheading, for example. You must spare the bunny. mo: I can’t. I just can’t. me: What if you’re … Continue reading

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the day i gave up on cycling

That would be the day I read that George Hincapie, who I’ve always thought was by far the coolest guy in the peloton, admitted that he and Lance Armstrong were swapping EPO and testosterone while teammates. Yeah, blah blah not … Continue reading

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Why we still need newspapers, Part 2

Because nobody ever frames the Internet on a day when the nation is changed forever.

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