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To: Michael M who wrote (52669)	8/22/1999 9:08:00 AM
From: Father Terrence	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 108807

Everyone is playing, whether they think they are or not. We are all players, some in the better sense of the word. (People like Edwarda and myself are "players" in the African American sense of the word too...)

To: Michael M who wrote (52669)	8/22/1999 11:15:00 AM
From: E	Read Replies (4) \| Respond to of 108807

About your invitation-- tragically, I don't meet your age standards by a longshot and you don't meet my standards in, oh, let me count the ways. I say "tragically" because I had so hoped soon to be having hot monkey sex with you at your convenience. Michael, has anyone expected you to take the word play seriously? I don't take football seriously, but I don't make antagonistic remarks about the players! And really, the Grammar thread players are all playing, and take the game semi-seriously only when it's mutually interesting to. And... hey, wordplay is educational.

To: Michael M who wrote (52669)	8/22/1999 7:31:00 PM
From: Ilaine	Respond to of 108807

I learned to cook from my grandmothers, both of whom cooked like angels, before there was an I-10. Used to be just Airline Highway from Baton Rouge to New Orleans, and Highway 91 down to the Gulf Coast and east along it. You took the River Road to go into Cajun land. I grew up in Baton Rouge and New Orleans, I am a suburban girl. I started college at L.S.U. and graduated from Tulane. I spent about half my life in New Orleans, and to me, when I think about home, it's not Lafayette or Breaux Bridge. Lafayette is too far from the Mississippi River for me. The Mississippi is what I love. I remember watching big, black longshoremen with the most gorgeous muscles I ever saw, unloading the boats of coffee beans and bananas, carrying them into big brick warehouses. I remember Mardi Gras when there were flambeaux carriers. I remember listening to rock music at The Warehouse, and getting really drunk and dancing at Tipitina's. So that's where I am coming from ~ the land of ersta poorboys and Barq's. Boiled crabs on the lakefront. Picnics in Audubon Park. Jackson Square at dawn. Yes, I've read all the James Lee Burke books, he gets it close for someone from Texas, isn't it? Don't know the words to Jolie Blon', just know how to dance to it. And of course I don't use a recipe to make gumbo, it all depends on what's fresh. The blood in my body is thicker than most people's, I think, because it's full of mud and chicory. And I've got webs between my toes.