Bellex, sometimes silent x, and sometimes not, likes to prowl the nightlife here in New Orleans. Since I'm her "faithful companion" I prowl with her. Maybe most of all for her safety, as if I could fight off the various demons loose at night in the quarter. She has made acquaintances with some of the oddest people at the clubs, and consequently, somehow, we both get in to the clubs, even though we're supposed to be 21, and are clearly not.
Funny though, the other night, I was up and getting a couple of cokes at the bar and when I went back to the table, I couldn't find it. There was an obviously older person at our table. As I paused and looked around to get my barrings I looked and looked but couldn't find it. Finally I looked back at the table and there she was, sitting, listening to the music, waiting for me. Now I wonder if that happens all the time and that's why we sit in the clubs some nights and no one has ever questioned us. Rosie is there most times, although she sneezes at the smoke and sometimes leaves before we leave.
My finch series continues. The charms continue to charm me. He is the latest effort, barely started, but with two of the women we saw in one of the smaller clubs. Belle befriends the women and they don't mind if I stare at them and draw them as they work.
You can still see the pencil drawing but I'm having fun and don't care.
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