I won’t be able to scurry around town snapping photos today, but if you want one of 14,000 things to be happy about from this book:
just comment with a page number from 1 to 612 and another number between 1 and 30.
While you’re waiting for me to consult the book, you might enjoy some more New Orleans photos.
Last year, David and Shannon were walking through the Quarter when David noticed the Place d’Armes Hotel. David thought it looked like a promising place to stay. When everyone got back home, Shannon called and got information about the hotel and arranged a block of rooms with special rates. Although it ended up that Shannon wasn’t able to go to Saints and Sinners this year, David, ‘Nathan, and Lisa booked rooms at the Place d’Armes. Since all their rooms are non-smoking, Mark, Timothy, Rob, and I figured we’d stay in smoking rooms at the festival’s host hotel, the Bourbon Orleans. Unfortunately for the smokers among us, without warning, the Bourbon Orleans went all non-smoking on May 1.
Both places have plenty of features to recommend them. Both are in great locations. The Bourbon Orleans is convenient for the festival, has nice rooms, and has a gorgeous courtyard with a sparkling pool. I only saw Lisa’s room at the Place d’Armes, but it was spacious and charming. The Place d’Armes pool didn’t seem as clean, but the courtyards are lush. Especially good for us was that the courtyards didn’t close at ten p.m. as the courtyard does at the Bourbon Orleans. So Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights, after meetings and parties and meals, a few of us gathered around the pool area at the Place d’Armes and talked (and smoked, because that’s okay outside), and enjoyed our sport of the weekend: Tormenting David Puterbaugh.
Famous Author Rob Byrnes gets his feet wet.
Looking up into a magnolia tree.
Timothy J. Lambert coming from the lobby area.
A favorite hallucination, ‘Nathan Burgoine.
BFFs Mark G. Harris and David Puterbaugh in their special Lisa-designed shirts.
Timothy, MGH, and Lisa.
Balcony overlooking the courtyard. Nobody ever threw anything at us, so I guess we weren’t too noisy.
Marika and Timothy. Look at all that foliage, and Marika isn’t wearing any of it.
Presents! Some other people need to post their Voodoo Doll Chorus Line photos…
Lisa and FARB, enjoying the pool.
Mmmmm, Cafe du Monde and Mark G. Harris looking very writerly.
Timothy looking amused by Mark G. Harris.
More pretty flowers.
Amused FARB, mischievous ‘Nathan.
Peeeeeeeegsssssss. (Sorry, must be allowed one inside joke.)
Oh, Becky… I love these pictures. Consider me happy, and take a five-minute-break from giving me an example from the happy book, today. : )
Hey, Mark–have I said lately that thing that I don’t say?
By that I assume you mean, “BOOM I got yo’ boyfriend.” Come to think of it, no, you haven’t lately. : )
Well, I do.
Treat him well. : )
…and if it’s that other thing you don’t say,
: )
Man, I SO wish we had a photo of that person at Sally’s Beauty Supply from behind.
Did you know the object of your affection is from New Orleans originally?
I ought to quit picking on him. He’s an all right sort, according to his Wikipedia article which you just made me hunt down with that factoid.
(on the other hand, I’m giggling, thinking about that photo– I’d forgotten it)
Well I need a reason to be happy, I am still cajoled by thie professional fonduer on Mark’s journal…
Page 613 number 13 for me
and 165 numger 19 for Dashly
Since the book only goes to 612, I counted backward for you:
“exploring your unconscious”
and for Sir Dash:
“garden pots”
Very interesting something I need to do , and he DOES love garden pots. We have a bunch of new ones around as the neighbors are into the garden thing
Enjoyed the pics, Becky!
page 528, Number 13
I’m glad you enjoyed them. =)
your happy thing is:
“the calm before the storm”
page 3, number 14 for me
“uneven parallel bars”
Hmmm, thinking of writing a story about a gymnast?
i get distracted when i think of gymnasts 😮
I’m not finished working on it yet, but since you’re doling out the happy, it seems only fair…
Kupo!
Heh heh.
I’m having a horrible week and would love something to be happy about! 334, 25 please!
“peeking out from under sunglasses”
I think you should tell Cam that Dog Lady needs his help. Those two deserve each other.
ROFL!! They’d be a great match, as weird as each other. I keep telling the dogs they were absolute idiots to pick a dog with that sort of owner to rumble. Hopefully I’ll be peeking out from under my sunglasses tomorrow afternoon. Not long till my weekend starts now and it’s very welcome after having worked the last 2.
Hey, in the first pool picture that Famous Author Rob Byrnes is flashing some great calf muscles.
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Famous Author… uh, Signed, Anonymous.Indeed, he is!
You are adorable, FARB.
Indeed, it’s amazing what they can achieve with cosmetic implants these days.
::ducks::
Jeffrey R.…Anonymous(I am totally kidding, of course. Please don’t hurt me, FARB.)
::giggle::
You’re a classy lady, Ms. C. I can’t thank you enough for this; I needed some cheering up today. Can I please have Page 1, # 20. (What’s that? 1/20 is also Bush’s Last Day in office? A coincidence, I assure you!)
“a baseball game going into extra innings”
Hmmm. Since you called me a classy lady, I’m going to pick something else just in case baseball doesn’t excite you.
How about: “making your own quotation book”
or maybe: “poolside tables” =)
I’m always happy to see more NOLA pictures.
But since you asked…page 611, number 2 please.
“camp-style meals”
(I’m all disgruntled because the hospital I was in tonight had no Internet access. I like YOUR hospital better.)
I hope I do not sound too forward, but each time you post a pix of Famous Author Rob Byrnes he just gets handsomer and handsomer. I say move over Cesar Milan……and get my swooning couch handy. Uber handsome indeed.
Not that the rest of the gentlemen present are not swoonworthy as well….I would not want any hard feelings to be had.
Let’s try for 47 54 as it’s close to the same colors in my head as your name my dear.
“petits pois in cream and butter”
Bon appetit!
P.S. Mr. Byrnes is a handsome man, I agree!
“Nobody ever threw anything at us, so I guess we weren’t too noisey.”
Hello… you were in NEW ORLEANS! Noise is a part of the experience…
True. This year, at least, there weren’t prom kids roaming the halls outside our hotel room doors until six in the morning. But I’d taken my ear plugs with me just in case.
But no brush…
Harrumph. Another evening I wasn’t included. Three words, you know what they are.
Oh, I am so not dead to you. You had other plans during those times that we were without you, and we GRACIOUSLY acknowledged that we couldn’t monopolize your time.
It still makes me laugh that one of those nights, Marika wasn’t with us because Lisa wore her out and she had to go home and collapse into bed. Lisa is truly indefatigable.
Foiled again! No one foils me quite the way you do, Becks, damn it to hell!
Can I help it that I am envious of the good times I missed?
The hotels both look so sumptuous! I particularly like the ‘bare brick’ walls in the rooms of the “Place d’armes”. Staying in somewhere so atmospheric must really help make the time special.
Thanks so much for sharing!