In my post yesterday describing my day off, I neglected to add the local color. Here it is:
♦ The dermatologist’s office was very Republican. You could tell even out in the halls by the proliferation of middle aged men in LSU gear, and it was yet more obvious coming into the offices and seeing the furniture and wallpaper in the Nouveau Plantation Southern style so prevalent in Baton Rouge. On my way out I realized that there was a shrine in one corner of the waiting room — to RICK SANTORUM.
♦ Painting in the afternoon two boys saw us and offered to work because they needed food money. They were not good workers, however, and they quit soon.
♦ In the evening my yard man called, speaking Creole French. He had not come to cut my grass because he had worked late at his machine shop. This was actually fine because I had been painting the fence and we would have gotten in each others’ way. He was going hunting this morning and will come and cut the grass, and top the banana tree, before Mass this evening.
♦ Happy Mardi Gras! Maringouin’s first parade is tonight and they have been setting up barricades since yesterday.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 