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Congratulations to B2L2 contributor G Bitch for winning the 2011 Ashley Award at the Rising Tide Conference in New Orleans yesterday.
Amendment 6 – Right to Speedy Trial, Confrontation of Witnesses. Ratified 12/15/1791. In all criminal prosecutions, the…
It was August 1998. I’d been living in my “garden”-level apartment on the Far North Side of…
A Sixth Anniversary Redux (Email written less than six months after Katrina. Lest we forget how things…
crossposted at The G Bitch Spot State education department asks board to yank Abramson’s charter–nola.com/Times-Pic In a…
It was the last day of jury duty for this particular cattle call. No one wanted to be chosen – especially for the murder case requiring a voir dire that day. Maybe an additional month! Maybe sequestered in an Airline Highway motel! Oh, god, how bad could this semiannual nightmare get?
A student documentary about the history of New Orleans jazz.
Bob Dylan was in New Orleans for Mardi Gras the month before Bobby Fischer came to town in 1964. Too bad Fischer didn’t make it for Mardi Gras.
“Funny, funny Jude. You play with little pieces all day long, and you know what? You’ll live to be an old, old man someday. And here I am.”
–Janis Joplin
I went to the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Festival last weekend. Thanks to the miracle of LlamaVision, I’m able to share with you some exciting moments from my trip.
I was an 8 o’clocker, on one of the first few busses over to the Fairgrounds. Impressions essentially in chronological order:
I had a chair. Zulu umbrella. The usual Jazz Fest-y things in the bag I bought at Jazz Fest several years ago. And a big fat book for the waiting.