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Under Weird, this note: On the way home last night I saw a black helicopter flying around right down by the Courthouse on Tulane Ave. At first, I thought it was some sort of prisoner transport, but the copter flew out across I-10, to the Times Picayune and then came back across to hover over the old Falstaff building for about five minutes. Then it did it again.

Ok, so maybe it wasn't black, but It looked black in the darkness. But, still, weird.

It's 73 degrees here. Nice for January 24th.

Alexis said that she told the kids (when it was cold) to put on warm clothes "because it's winter." They objected because it wasn't snowing.

Yesterday, when it was warm, Ginger insisted she needed to dress warmly "because it's winter."

The last time I saw snow was shortly after my grandmother died and my whole family went up to Indiana to celebrate my father's 60th birthday. Basil was a year old and Ginger was three. So, they have no concept of snow except what they read about in books. And you can tell the books about the seasons aren't written in the South because they always have snow for winter. Great big heaping mounds of the white stuff.