Friday 25 January 2013

Jambalaya Diaries: Friday, January 25th

In order that people may be happy in their work, these three things are needed: they must be fit for it; they must not do too much of it; and they must have a sense of success in it. -John Ruskin, author, art critic, and social reformer (1819-1900) 

Xanthippe, Wife of Socrates! The Sisterhood has been making life miserable for The Brotherhood from Time Immemorial!
Hello Dom Pedro!

Trust you and Lynne are well. Have compressed some of the Krewe Du Vieux snapolas.

Very Lazybones People this morgen as we were not up until after 8:00am. Ruth had already left for work when we stumbled out of the bedroom. CoraLeeta released Cassie and Mad Max from their "pen" in Ruth's bathroom and they are now flaked out on the living room floor, dreaming doggy dreams, side-by-each!

Had planned to attempt to break the 100 K mark with a ride to Turtle Creek and beyond! Heavy mist enshrouded downtown Dallas when we finally made our way out of bed. Slowly dissipated as the morning progressed and I decided I'd head out into the foggy streets around 10:00am. I took out one clip-on lights on the off chance that it didn't lift!

Left apartmento just after 12:00pm and followed the same route as the day before, back across Lovers Lane on Turtle Creek Blvd, riding east two blocks on each street, from Amherst, Stanford, Purdue, Hanover, Bryn Mawr, Southwestern, Greenbrier, Caruth, Colgate, Marquette, Centenary, Wentwood and Villanova as I moved north, to Northwest Pkwy. Back down TCB following the same streets, north to south, from east to west, stopping at Preston Road. Really enjoyed the houses on these streets, quite  a bit more modest than many of the sprawling mansions in University/Highland Park but still many Shaughnessy-like, none-the-less.

By 4:00pm I had logged close to 75 K so I knew that I was in pretty good shape for reaching my goal. This in mind, I timed the light on TCB and LL to take me back into University Park and re-rode some of the grand streets branching off University Blvd, Hunters Glen Road, Druid Lane, Westwick Road and St Andrews Drive before making for McFarlin Blvd, Golf Drive and then Fairfield Ave. Once back on Fairfield I angled onto St Johns Drive for the long run down to Armstrong and then back along Lakeside Drive to Beverly Drive which I knew would take me, via all-way stops, in an unimpeded fashion, to Sewanee and then Airline. The rest was history, smooth sailing along the slight down-hill grade on Katy Trail and once on Carlisle Place my trusty steed took me to Woodside without me even having to think about directions! Pleased to report that I managed 101.3 K over 5:24:48 with AVG 18.7 KPH, MAX 36.6 KPH right to the The Montane door!

Back home to find The Babes sipping a Decoy, 2010, Sonoma County, Chardonnay, 13.3%, from Duckhorn, the "everyday wine for the well-informed" before we trundled off to Truluck's Seafood Steak and Crab House for Happy Hour, a few blocks along McKinney. Started with martinis: Red Door, Fresh raspberries, Sobieski Vodka and St-Germain, for the Babes, Pomegranate, Charbay Pomegranate Vodka, for me; followed by a Tiramisu, Vincent Van Gogh Double Espresso, Vodka and Nocello Walnut Liquor and Chocolate for Coriandre, Ruthless respectively. I opted for the Lemon Drop, Stoli Citros Vodka and Tuaca. Well lubricated, Corinne ordered three appetizers: Salt and Pepper Calamari, Hot ‘n’ Crunchy Shrimp and Crispy Oysters and Peppers, Gulf fried oysters and tempura shishito peppers served with ginger aioli. Then another round of martinis: more dessert Tiramissou for The Sisterhood and a Blueberry, Stoli Bluberi Vodka, for me. Everything was divino and we ended up chatting with Nick Phillips, the Manager. Very handsome, friendly young man, off to New Orleans for the Jazz Festival in May. We suggested Commander's Palace and Cochon, a visit to the Lower 9th, and the various museums we'd enjoyed so much. Naughty Ruthless treated us, in spite of our protestations to the contrary, and we stumbled home.

Opened a Coffaro, 2010 Barbera, 15.6% which went exceedingly well with a bar of Hershey's  and we chatted about all and sundry while I digitated. I went to bed before The Sisterhood, still poundin' and gabbin' in the living room, around 11:00pm, pleasantly tired from my ride and, perhaps, the martinis!

Thanks for sending along 9th Ward. haven't had a moment to look at them but will do so after I have sent a few more messages. Fondestos and Cheers, Patrizzio!

Hello Ski and The Great Ronaldo!

Trust you are both well. Thanks for the confimazzione on pick-up! Delighted to bring java. Do you want beans or ground coffee? As well, what is the situation for computer connectivity? WiFi or Ether-Net? Not a big deal but let me know so I can bring proper peripherals, etc. Thanks again for chauffeur service and Arrival tips. Let me know about java and computer stuff and we'll plan accordingly. Fondestos and Cheers, Patrizzio!


PS: Plan to bring along a number of bottles of wine, unless you insist otherwise. I presume vino is not as readily available as rum!

Hi Nick!

Thanks again for the wonderful food and service at Truluck's this evening! Hope you enjoy New Orleans and if you are ever planning to visit Vancouver please don't hesitate to contact us. You are more than welcome to stay. Cheers, Patrizzio!

It was my pleasure! Glad you guys enjoyed yourselves!!  Thank you for the suggestions while we're visiting New Orleans.  I'll certainly give you a shout when we're up your direction.  Have a safe trip!


Poppa, you're a fabulous photographer. Uncle Emil would be quite proud..xoxoxoxo Where might Truluck's be?


I am jumping up and down with glee. FINALLY recognition for one of the most original and courageous minds ever and a true hero for everyone who values freedom, critical thinking and perspective on one's own ideas. The person in the past I would have most wanted to have met (over wine!) His books make great reading, give one a try!!! Vive Denis!


www.nytimes.com
What Denis Diderot, the great provocateur of the Enlightenment, can teach us about freethinking.
On January 28th, 2013, we will be on American Airlines, Flight 0919, from Dallas Fort Worth, at 5:45am to Miami, 9:20am, then from Miami on Flight 0687 at 11:15am to land in at Maarten (SXM) at 3:15pm.

Hi I am just to confirm that you are going to make it to the airport and arrive safe and sound in St Martins.

We will pick you up at the airport leaving our place when your plane lands. They let you park for a very short out front so we will arrive when we think you are getting out of customs. We will track your flight.

I will be standing at the door that you enter the airport so don't go anywhere in case we are late.
Our local cell number is 554- 9576

We are living at the dorms at the American University of the Caribbean (AUC), just in case you need information. fill that out on your card. Write AUC on your card where it asks for the place you are staying.  See you soon! Rhoda


PS Can you bring us a pound of good coffee, Columbian or dark roast. We don't like flavored coffee. It is difficult to get good coffee. Don't bring booze it is cheap Thanks 

"If prostitutes are members of the world's oldest profession, then devising alternative names for them is one of the oldest forms of euphemizing. Streetwalker -- in use for more than four centuries -- is among the most euphemistic. Christian essayist G. K. Chesterton once fretted that referring to women who sold their bodies as simply 'ones who walked the streets' condoned this contemptible occupation. Other euphemistic terms that might have concerned Chesterton include sporting lady, fancy lady, lady of the night, working girl, call girl, and party girl. Perhaps alluding to their status as members of the oldest profession, some prostitutes in his time called themselves professionals. When academy was a euphemism for 'brothel,' those who worked there were called academicians.

"Prostitute first appeared in the early seventeenth century as a euphemism for 'whore,' one that drew on the Latin verb prostituere, or 'offer for sale.' (A female character in Shakespeare's Pericles, Prince of Tyre, says 'prostitute me to the basest groom / That doth frequent your house.') Whore evolved from the Anglo-Saxon 'hore,' which some etymologists think may be a euphemism for a word never recorded. After 'whore' took on connotations, sixteenth-century translations of the Bible replaced that word with harlot. This term originally referred to a disreputable young man, then was applied to women who liked to kick up their heels, then to prostitutes. In time, "harlot" itself became so contaminated that it could no longer appear in respectable publications.



"Another synonym for 'prostitute,' tart, has an interesting etymology. Originally that noun referred to a small pastry, as it still does today. Over time, 'tart' was used affectionately for a sweet young woman, then for women considered sexually alluring, After that, 'tart' became synonymous with a promiscuous woman. Finally, it referred to women who charged for sexual services, at best 'a tart with a heart,"

"During the American Civil War, camp followers, whose ranks included 'canteen girls,' and 'drink sellers,' offered soldiers their wares (themselves, mostly). Contrary to popular assumption, the term 'hooker' did not originate with camp followers of soldiers commanded by Union General Joseph 'Fighting Joe' Hooker. Although it's true that during General Hooker's era, Washington's many prostitutes were sometimes called 'Hooker's Division,' calling any such woman a hooker predates the Civil War by at least a couple of decades. According to lexicographer Stuart Berg Flexner, 'hooker' originally referred to prostitutes who worked in Corlear's Hook during the mid-nineteenth century, a section of New York also commonly known as 'the Hook.' They were hookers. Others believe that this appellation originated with the fact that prostitutes said they hooked customers. Their brothels were called hook shops.

"Determining what to call prostitutes has long vexed members of the media, When a play opened in New York in 1934 that included a character called 'The Young Whore,' one newspaper there changed her designation to 'A Young Girl Who has Gone Astray.' Three years later, when Bette Davis played a prostitute in Marked Woman, her character was called a nightclub hostess. In From Here to Eternity (1953), the prostitute played by Donna Reed (yes, that Donna Reed) was referred to as simply a hostess, In the euphemism business, vagueness reigns.



"At one time, model could be a euphemism for 'prostitute.' ('Model for hire.') Today, to the dismay of legitimate masseuses, their job title often doubles as such a euphemism. More often, contemporary call girls call themselves escorts, a term Amy Fisher -- who once worked for an escort service -- called 'prostitution lite.' In the Philippines, Guest Relation Officer, or GRO, is a euphemism for 'prostitute.' Teenage girls in Hong Kong, who go on paid 'dates' with older men that may involve sex, call this compensated dating.

"One of the most forlorn euphemisms for compensated sex that I've ever seen was in a news article about South Asian women who'd been laid off from factory jobs. Asked what she and her colleagues were doing now, one said that a young coworker was engaged in 'making men happy.' "


 Ralph Keyes, Euphemania: Our Love Affair with Euphemisms, Little, Brown, 2010 

Hi Patrick,
I was wondering whether you got a good photo of us at the Crewe de Vieux parade.  Mine were great shots, with the green hats, but turned out fuzzy.  If so, could you please forward? Thanks, Peter

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