Thursday, October 6

Lunchtime in NOLA

Miscellaneous musings and tales:

The fine folk from the Salvation Army run an outdoor daily hot-lunch line for us. As I was waiting today for a serving of beef stew, I couldn't help but notice that there are some fat flies in NOLA *shudder*.

After Rosh Hashana services Tuesday, a nice couple invited 3 of us military types to their home for lunch- a COL, an SFC, and myself. They had just returned home, and we thought that was really something, their insistence on sharing what little food they had. Immediately after we sat down, our host launched into total moonbattery- global warming causing the hurricanes, Bush being "selected", the wrongness of the Iraqi campaign. All the LLL talking points. While we soldiers were walking back to a main street, the SFC revealed the holes he'd bitten in his tongue, and the COL remarked on my deft redirection of the conversation.

We passed many trash piles topped with bird cages. As the owner of a small parrot, I found myself for the first time really thinking about the lost pets of NOLA.
On St. Charles St. I stuck my thumb out as a fire engine turned a corner. The mixed crew of NOLA and volunteer firefighters drove us to our door.

Shana tovah, all.

Update: cross-posted with addendum on

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