Life in the Land of Dreamy Dreams

So once again I find that somehow we’ve gotten to Friday when I wasn’t paying attention, and I have to head off to the bank.
 I really need to start making a serious effort to get there on Thursdays, because aside from the fact that my bank has the dumbest parking lot setup known to man [...]

So I just put up another Inappropriate Mardi Gras Bead post, and while insuring the second picture was properly hidden from those with delicate constitutions, I scanned the page briefly.
Among other things we’ve got a murder, a scammy neighbor, and now a frog with an erection. I guess you never know what’s going to [...]

I never written anything about my lovely neighbor, Miss Margaret, even though I’ve thought about it often enough.
 Thought? Fumed. Ranted, more like.
 But in the end I haven’t said anything to anyone who isn’t from here, because… well, because there are already enough people who believe New Orleanians  in general are on the take. Unsubstantiated rumors about FEMA [...]

So I attended a meeting last night at City Councilwoman Stacy Head’s house on behalf of the neighborhood association. It reinforced the fact that I hate her.
Okay, to be honest, it’s more like “am deeply jealous of.”
Here’s what my afternoon was like:
1pm: Shit! I forgot I had a meeting at 5:30.
3pm: Realize I’d better change [...]

From this morning’s T-P from a story entitled “Sisters Arrested for Prostitution”:
But over the past few years, flesh peddlers have begun marketing themselves in the service listings. And law enforcement agencies across the country are starting to pay attention. In New Jersey, Illinois, Washington and Florida, police have conducted stings netting advertising prostitutes as well [...]