Mar 02, 2007 16:59
I've decided that the Marigny might be the epicenter of New Orleans' authenticity. Driving through, I saw more crumbling courtyards, rainbow flags, and people on bikes than in any other part of the city. Maybe it's just a center that I connect with personally; I kind of think that New Orleans is the bucket where real life drops, and all of the centers of authenticity send out ripples that overlap in this totally unique and interesting way.
I'm gushing, but I feel that I have reason. Today I opened my car windows to let in the 70- degree afternoon sunshine. As I drove under someone's homemade banner of colorful cloth strung from an overpass to a house, "Oh What a Beautiful Morning" came on WWOZ. It was so idyllic, I had to laugh. "Everything's going my way", indeed.
At the beginning of January, I posted a list of goals that I had for 2007. So far, I have:
*Caught a Zulu coconut (no old ladies were harmed in the process).
*Come up with a way to make biology interesting (I hope!). This one involves getting the students involved in community projejcts, showing them that scientific literacy can keep poor people from getting screwed in the Chemical Corridor (Cancer Alley) that is South Louisiana.
*That last one also dovetails nicely with the goal of coming up with a way for students to use biology to make an impact on their community.
*The see Jace as much as possible thing will happen nicely when we run off into the woods together in TWO SHORT WEEKS! (I just had to reign in my desire to include multiple exclamation marks, a la AIMZ circa 1998.)
*I'm trying out for a singing gig as soon as I stop feeling the lingering effects of the Mardi Gras mumbo that I caught a few weeks back.
*I'm all up in the Louisiana Bucket Brigade (the Marigny trip was part of an interview I had with a community leader fighting the Army Corps of Engineers' plan to eff up his neighborhood).
*And, though I didn't actually get to spit in his face, I gave GeeDubya a good hard stare in the eyes from about ten feet away yesterday while holding a sign that said 'Forget Iraq: Rebuild New Orleans". He stared back with a big, empty grin on his strangely large face.
So watch out, world, because I'm blasting through this spring-cleaned air on rocket-powered rainbow fuel!