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6/6/08 9:43:26 AM

This is a poem I wrote in the museum while looking at the paintings of Luis Cruz Azaceta, the piece of his I really enjoyed is above it.

Wow. So its Friday AFTER I have been back for three days. I have good excuses, but I hate excuses. I seem to use them a lot for someone who hates them. My grandmother had another stroke Monday night. This week has been nuts. I do want to finish my entry regarding the New Orleans trip.

Sunday, I walked around for a long time. I just wanted to see the place. On my own I had quiet eyes just taking in everything. I walked from the museum to the aquarium/zoo/imax theatre. I decided I wanted to see the IMAX showing of the dolphins and whales. I had never seen an IMAX show so I was interested, and what the hell I was on vacation (or something that smelled like one anyway…)

The show didn’t start till two… Ok so I walk around for a bit. I was really sweating and needed a new shirt so I had my mission. Find a cheap t-shirt. As soon as I walked out of the museum I was on the waterfront and I stopped and drew to a guy playing guitar. That was awesome.

I bought a 10 dollar new Orleans shirt and made my way back to the IMAX theatre.

The show was alright, but not as good as I would have hoped. I was expecting National Geographic quality of documentation and it was more like fluffy kids movie about the different kinds of dolphins and whales. I did like the 3D aspect of it though.

For the rest of the day I walked around and was heat stroked. I had my back with all the electronics in it because I knew they were cleaning the hotel room while I was gone. I met this female artist, I enjoyed her work I told her who I was and we talked for a while about composition and artwork. If I had money I might have bought a piece:

I talked to a guy on the street who was about my age and he was trying to get people to contribute to a community piece of art, a door, that he was letting people who walked by paint. I wish I had gotten a picture of the door, it was cool – I did get his information and the information of the organization.

I would be very interested in becoming part of something like this.

I walked around for a long time after that. I had a vegetarian burger at the same place I had one the day before. I stopped and watched a blues musician play by himself while hitting on these two tourist women. It was funny; I was more interested in his guitar.

I went back to the hotel and got dinner and took a shower. Chinese steamed vegetables and rice, YUM. I made myself go out again even though I was exhausted. I walked all the way through the French quarter again to get to a jazz bar THAT WAS CLOSED. I ended up listening to Jazz at another bar on Bourbon Street for an hour or so. I met this middle-aged couple from Ohio on their anniversary and talked to them for a bit.

Went home and slept.

Monday was a long day of waiting for flights. I did have an amazing subway vegetarian patty sub at the Washington/Dullies layover. Sister picked my up at 10 of 12 and I was in bed at 1 am.

Conclusions… Well I am not exactly excited to do the whole thing over again, although I did have a good time when I was with some people. I could see myself working down there and I think it would be a great opportunity. I want to help people and New Orleans seems like a great place to start, but I will also just be happy to teach next year.

I sent out some more applications as I have been home this week. Lahnna is coming up after work tonight. It has been raining since Wednesday and that’s no fun at all.

I did get a call this morning from an overseas job company I applied to, I am not sure if I am going to pursue it because I don’t have the ability to do it right now, but after a year or so of teaching I could see it in my future.

More from me as time progresses. I am leaving for Maine tomorrow and who knows what will happen while I am working this summer.

My goals are to get a job, finish my comic book, and get into shape. Oh, yeah, and make some money.

Talk later homies - MisterY

PS - I need to remember to find this artist’s name. I know I saw his pieces at the Gale Gallery. I HAVE to get more information I was absolutely entranced by his work on Saturday.