Wednesday, November 9, 2005
Quaint moment at the breakfast bar at the Best Western, Coushatta:
Attendant: What'er you lookin' for?
Attendant: What's that?
Me: Something to put on my mom's bagel.
Attendant: Oh! We got creme cheese right there!
Notable quote from mom:
It would be nice to have one of those new places. But then you'd have those kids (next door) that like that pop music.
I had been in contact with Anita, our agent in Ruston for a few days and she lined up a few rental properties for us to view. Because of the growth in the area, the selection was quite limited. Also unfortunately, a house built with handicapped-accessible bathrooms was snatched up almost immediately upon listing and was gone by the time we got up there. However, she showed us a number of properties. Ironically, the best of the bunch turned out to be a '60s era house that Anita personally owned as an investment. We signed a six-month lease and made our way back to the reservation.
Next: Thursday, November 10, 2005
If kindness and comfort are, as I suspect, the results of an energy surplus, then, as the supply contracts, we could be expected to start fighting once again like cats in a sack. (George Monbiot)