Stella and whoever else
Got up this morning with that Eli’s Coming feeling and it could have been the phone call last night from G about M. But nevertheless, I went for a walk with the Bean around the bayou and felt a little uneasy. Then I came back and talked to my neighbors about the fence I am putting up – saying some options etc – but I felt awkward and felt as if for some reason they weren’t happy about the fence – and these are not my bad neighbors.
J came over and we were talking about what color to paint her house and I told her about the fence and she said when she put her wrought iron fence up one of the neighbors complained and said that the “neighbors” had discussed it and were against the fence. But she said she had a vision for what the house would be like and now everyone loves it. She said same thing here – you have a vision – you’ve stated your desire to be inclusive – now do what you damn well please.
TL and I went to the House & Garden show later and then met up with G for the Stella calling contest – the tail end of the Tennessee Williams Festival – we ran into the NOLAfugee.com gang coming out of Le Petit Theater where the finalist were announced – and apparently I missed the paper today where J got broad coverage for his new book. Awesome. But I looked at the gang and thought to myself – everyone of them voted for Nagin – why is that?
No one yells Stella like Marlon Brando – no one.