27 January 2002 - 12:54 p.m.
Posting from New Orleans. More about it later (when I'm back at my home computer), but, in the meantime, I woke up this morning with a poem for Natalieeeee. (She'd planted the seeds with her post about a strange dream she'd had about her own cat a couple of weeks ago, and I'm currently listening to Gris-Gris, Stretch and B.B. (named after B.B. King) provide a running commentary on breakfast (yes, I know what time it is. I'm on NOLA time...)). (No need for Poetic Voice here, I'm just playing around...)
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