It is more likely our end of town, at least, will lose power than it won't lose power, and the real thing hasn't hit yet. The chance that the basement of our building will flood is at least 50% and the real thing hasn't happened yet.
So I took Unhappy Ears Dog on a long walk -- she's a rescue and very needy. Hostess took down the boxes and so on with her winter clothes last night, and today is a work day, moveover one longer than usual. Molly was drooping ever more as the morning rolled on.
Now she's bright and undroopy. Instead of her tail being tucked, her tail wags when she does her job of following me whenever I get up from the chair. She's resting instead of hiding. She also got a treat. She's cheered me up. This is why we have pets. We can do something for them, and it makes us feel better too.
In the meantime, el V, here in New Orleans: Some people have asked, so:
I will be speaking in New Orleans tomorrow (Tuesday, Oct. 30) evening at 6:30 at Tulane's Jones Hall, room 100A, on "Kongo Belief Past and Present." On Thursday, Nov. 1, at 8 p.m. in the Iberville Room of the Astor Crowne Plaza, I will be part of a panel at the American Musicological Society conference titled "Moving Roots of Music: The Many Worlds within New Orleans."
When he's not doing this, he's watching the east coast on the computer. Actually, what el V's doing is working his behind off, to be ready for tomorrow's talk and making the next Afropop program in the epic of Angola.