tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70249267578336567.post4332281780053687872..comments2023-07-25T05:27:29.888-04:00Comments on Measuring Out My Life in Coffee Spoons: 9.11.10Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09509262144920198122noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70249267578336567.post-11828163635001842162010-09-11T14:33:34.638-04:002010-09-11T14:33:34.638-04:00There are a lot of Blog posts about this now, ther...There are a lot of Blog posts about this now, there will be many more when the book comes out I'm sure. You seem like a sweet unpretentious young woman, so I chose to answer yours. When I found the lampshade I only knew two things, that it was unlike anything I had ever seen before, and that the person that sold it to me was borderline insane. Over two years off and on I basically tried to ignore it or get rid of it. I lost a lot in the storm, including my dream job at Armstrong Airport, and had a million other worries with three small children and a city in utter ruins- unhealthy, and unsafe.<br />Mark was a friend from years ago who had fallen for New Orleans when I invited him down in 2004 and who had been brought into our Mardi Gras krewe, (you can see us both if you want on YouTube under Bywater Bone Boys).<br />Anyway, the reality of the lampshade weighs on me like a brick on my heart and I am determined to have it buried as soon as possible but Mark, now my partner in this "business", has endured so much with it that I can't push things with him too hard. The book will reveal much more, it is a very winding journey and I urge all to check it out as an exercise in both humanity and curiosity. Be well. Keep your eyes open. Knock hard- life is deaf.Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13103714123901777701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70249267578336567.post-37207435446971260342010-09-11T14:31:49.282-04:002010-09-11T14:31:49.282-04:00There are a lot of Blog posts about this now, ther...There are a lot of Blog posts about this now, there will be many more when the book comes out I'm sure. You seem like a sweet unpretentious young woman, so I chose to answer yours. When I found the lampshade I only knew two things, that it was unlike anything I had ever seen before, and that the person that sold it to me was borderline insane. Over two years off and on I basically tried to ignore it or get rid of it. I lost a lot in the storm, including my dream job at Armstrong Airport, and had a million other worries with three small children and a city in utter ruins- unhealthy, and unsafe. <br />Mark was a friend from years ago who had fallen for New Orleans when I invited him down in 2004 and who had been brought into our Mardi Gras krewe, (you can see us both if you want on YouTube under Bywater Bone Boys).<br />Anyway, the reality of the lampshade weighs on me like a brick on my heart and I am determined to have it buried as soon as possible but Mark, now my partner in this "business", has endured so much with it that I can't push things with him too hard. The book will reveal much more, it is a very winding journey and I urge all to check it out as an exercise in both humanity and curiosity. Be well. Keep your eyes open. Knock hard- life is deaf.Skiphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13103714123901777701noreply@blogger.com