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Feb. 19th, 2009 03:28 pmAfter a busy but non-critical Wednesday working from home and a good Cheese Lord rehearsal and a lot of packing and logistics and about 1.5 hours of sleep, I got up at 5 a.m. and met Maestro at the Maestro. We landed in Nwalins circa 10:30, shuttled to French Quarter Suites, had lunch at Clover Grill and one extra-spicy bloody Mary apiece at Lafitte, and here we are, settled in, windows open and incense burning, wireless issues worked out, feeling nappish.
Maybe parades tonight but more likely tomorrow or Saturday night. I need cups: my stash from 2000 and 2001 has dwindled down to two, and they're both decrepit and used solely for cat-feeding and -watering at this point.
The plane ride entailed the third instance in my life of intense altitude/cabin pressure-related pain: the first time was in one knee; the second clearly centered in one jaw; this time a precise spot in my sinuses was fucking with the left side of my head, cheekbone to occiput, enough to make me cry. In all three cases the pain commenced at or near peak altitude and disappeared immediately and completely upon descent. I need to do some web research and find out what the fuck.
Maybe parades tonight but more likely tomorrow or Saturday night. I need cups: my stash from 2000 and 2001 has dwindled down to two, and they're both decrepit and used solely for cat-feeding and -watering at this point.
The plane ride entailed the third instance in my life of intense altitude/cabin pressure-related pain: the first time was in one knee; the second clearly centered in one jaw; this time a precise spot in my sinuses was fucking with the left side of my head, cheekbone to occiput, enough to make me cry. In all three cases the pain commenced at or near peak altitude and disappeared immediately and completely upon descent. I need to do some web research and find out what the fuck.
