Big thunderstorms, very big thunderstorms, every day.
The Octavia Books reading and signing on Saturday (it was wet and overcast) went very well. He read and read, and nobody left, he was told to keep on going. An excellent q&a afterwards, and books were sold, which is what makes the bookseller (and the writer) happy.
Had a terrific Second Line Sunday with Prince of Wales -- again, second lines are terrific opportunities to Go Bang, i.e. to see all your friends at once. He's also hearing great music. Well, um. duh -- this IS New Orleans.
Working very hard on three projects at once for the week: the script and taping for the AfroPop Worldwide show on the Hogan Jazz Collection -- yesterday they listened to tapes of 19th century cajun music (obviously NOT recorded in the 19th century ...); the keynote for Friday's Zócolo Foundation Conference; the Louisiana Book Festival appearances in Baton Rouge for the rest of the weekend.
Thursday, of course, President Obama comes to town. Will his perceived snub of NO earlier be overcome with this visit?
And me, I'm living in 1972 - 1974 for the MIP, going through New Mexico newspaper archives. What one can researcgh from one's home desktop these days, and more is possible nearly every day, as archive after archive gets digitized and put up on the web.
The building's heat came up about 5:30 AM, for the first time this year. It's still only in the 40's at 2 PM. Judging by the sounds of the building's plumbing at that time the heat woke all of us up too. Dayem.