I am at a loss for words. ‘Nuff said. Excelsior!
There is nothing new under the New Orleans sun. Every day is a many-varied, parti-colored multiverse of possibility. A spinning wheel goes round and round. Always bet Double Zero.
Life is full of predictable petty disappointments. Bet large on what vexes you. That is where the smart money is at. I know. That is where I spend it. I have not run into the anti-King today. So far, so good.
Nothing in particular has happened today, except for the events that did, one after another after another, and so on...
Today is just another day, not as dull as dishwater but as predictable as a sparkler cutting curlicues in the dark. In New Orleans, we celebrate Easter the way people other places celebrate the Fourth of July.