<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502</id><updated>2009-06-24T15:43:09.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olga's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/full'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/full'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/full?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>101</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-6438181540379655852</id><published>2009-06-24T15:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T15:43:09.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Going to walmart n buy my groceries&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-6438181540379655852?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6438181540379655852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6438181540379655852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/going-to-walmart-n-buy-my-groceries.html' title=''/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-7478018242778918073</id><published>2009-06-09T12:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T12:55:50.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Walmart here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-7478018242778918073?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7478018242778918073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7478018242778918073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/walmart-here-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-2635982281005293263</id><published>2009-06-09T10:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T10:01:41.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook Fanpgae</title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- Facebook Badge START --&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Olga/61927330318" title="Olga&amp;#039;s Facebook Page" target="_TOP" style="font-family: &amp;quot;lucida grande&amp;quot;,tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; 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Good 2 b back home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-8402729819867818742?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/8402729819867818742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/8402729819867818742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/ooh-swampy-good-2-b-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-7722663332731831102</id><published>2009-06-06T23:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T23:05:37.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Traffic at this hr is unacceptable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-7722663332731831102?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7722663332731831102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7722663332731831102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/traffic-at-this-hr-is-unacceptable.html' title=''/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-2026153257647879091</id><published>2009-06-06T20:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:18:12.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still get nervous...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-2026153257647879091?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2026153257647879091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2026153257647879091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-still-get-nervous.html' title=''/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-6077679913375498403</id><published>2009-06-06T13:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T13:45:42.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fwd: a little taste of Olga ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt;Photographer: Brissa Hanzel/Breeze Art&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt;Make-up/Hair: Jennifer Levato&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; color: rgb(31, 73, 125); "&gt;Fashion Stylist: Yvette Wesley&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; 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color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: auto; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 0px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 0px; -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0; "&gt;&lt;div lang="EN-US" link="blue" vlink="purple"&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-top: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-left: 0in; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img height="400" width="604" src="cid:DF1F9BC4-AFE7-40C2-A281-40C9FFD616EB@0052174.lodgenet.net"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div apple-content-edited="true"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: auto; -khtml-text-decorations-in-effect: none; text-indent: 0px; -apple-text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; orphans: 2; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div style="word-wrap: break-word; -khtml-nbsp-mode: space; -khtml-line-break: after-white-space; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; border-spacing: 0px 0px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; text-align: auto; -khtml-text-decorations-in-effect: none; text-indent: 0px; -apple-text-size-adjust: auto; text-transform: none; orphans: 2; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Always,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="khtml-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="khtml-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;myspace.com/laolga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="khtml-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laolga.com"&gt;www.laolga.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br class="khtml-block-placeholder"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br class="Apple-interchange-newline"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-6077679913375498403?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6077679913375498403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6077679913375498403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/fwd-little-taste-of-olga.html' title='Fwd: a little taste of Olga ;)'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-5853578030299764117</id><published>2009-06-03T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T17:22:08.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><title type='text'>Follow Olga on Twitter!</title><content type='html'>Yes, I joined finally. Okay so here it is if you want to "follow" and read my tweets...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.twitter.com/olgawankenobi&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/olgawankenobi"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-5853578030299764117?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5853578030299764117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5853578030299764117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/06/follow-olga-on-twitter.html' title='Follow Olga on Twitter!'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-5886894764994294884</id><published>2009-05-15T16:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T16:26:25.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cody Dickinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winn mcelroy'/><title type='text'>New Songs, Yay!</title><content type='html'>I posted some of my new songs up on myspace.com/laolga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are almost finished but you can get an idea of what's going on! I have to give major love and props to my dear friend Cody Dickinson who is playing the majority of the instruments and Winn McElroy who's engineering and production skills are unmatched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-5886894764994294884?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5886894764994294884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5886894764994294884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-songs-yay.html' title='New Songs, Yay!'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-2544283355335652604</id><published>2009-04-13T14:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:17:19.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It Is What It Is</title><content type='html'>Thought I would share the lyrics from one of my songs on the new album called "It Is What It Is"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is What It Is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I can see&lt;br /&gt;The bigger picture in front of me&lt;br /&gt;At the time I was so low&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t tell which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Some folks tried to tell me&lt;br /&gt;What it is I need to be&lt;br /&gt;They spoke of what they know is true&lt;br /&gt;Because they had gone through it too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is, it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I know now&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the time I couldn’t hear&lt;br /&gt;Their word were falling on deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom can be only learned&lt;br /&gt;Through the experience earned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot change the past&lt;br /&gt;And I cannot always have my way&lt;br /&gt;I take the good and the bad&lt;br /&gt;And let it all fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is, it is what it is&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I know now&lt;br /&gt;It is what it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©2008 owm/sperling lieder, bmi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-2544283355335652604?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2544283355335652604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2544283355335652604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/04/it-is-what-it-is.html' title='It Is What It Is'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-2400077916066998068</id><published>2009-04-13T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T14:12:59.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cody Dickinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winn mcelroy'/><title type='text'>Love and Music</title><content type='html'>I haven't blogged in forever it seems, and though I have often thought about it, just could not bring myself to, as there was nothing I felt I could really talk about at the time publicly. See I have been making a lot of big changes in my life in recent months, life changing decisions and have not been in a place to be able to talk about it, so I have been keeping it close to home and the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last several years have been very emotionally difficult for me, for reasons I cannot get into. But I can say that I really lost sight of who I was and where I was going. In essence, I was turning into another person and it wasn't someone who I liked or who made me happy. It was not until last summer when I began recording my songs and working on my album, that I slowly started my ascension out of the deep hole I was in. In fact, I didn't know how lost I was! Now I am at the surface, and for the first time in a long time, I feel like I am back on track to where I should be and should have been all this time. I cannot look back with regrets and as they say, everything happens for a reason. Truthfully though, I have had some days filled with regret of past decisions I made that ultimately lead me down the wrong path. With the recording of my new songs, I began to feel important again like I was rediscovering my soul and I realized that I do have something special to offer after all. I don't know how or when I became so low, I suppose it was little by little with each passing day. But all that is behind me now, I have moved back to my true home, New Orleans, to start over and I also made the heartbreaking decision to leave my marriage. What is left after all was said and done is only love and music. This is who I am and this is where I will be from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my album, it will be finished very soon. I am so incredibly amazed and proud of what we have done. Yes I said we, as without my two talented and lovely friends Winn McElroy and Cody Dickinson, it would not have become the beautiful work that is is. And without the experience I would not have been able to find my soul again and climb out of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More news soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-2400077916066998068?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2400077916066998068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2400077916066998068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-and-music.html' title='Love and Music'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-1712190583676724536</id><published>2009-02-09T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:06:00.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things</title><content type='html'>This is a facebook thing going around, so I thought I'd jump start and post here too before it starts going around on myspace and email too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules - post this list on your profile (in Notes) with 25 random things about you. Tag friends you would like to know more about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep getting tagged for this, so I guess I will participate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I am a native San Franciscan, but I am full blooded Austrian. My family is over 1260 years old.&lt;br /&gt;2. I speak fluent German and am learning Italian&lt;br /&gt;3. I like to tap dance and paint water color and pottery, something I have not done in a long time but will again soon.&lt;br /&gt;4. I share a birthday (October 18) with Jessie Mae Hemphill, Chuck Berry and Tony Furtado. &lt;br /&gt;5. My favorite time of year is Carnival in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;6. I remember being born. I also have memories of being in my mother's womb!&lt;br /&gt;7. When I was a little girl I wanted to be a pilot. I like to fly.&lt;br /&gt;8. I talk to animals, plants and to myself&lt;br /&gt;9. I was on a ski team growing up.&lt;br /&gt;10. I follow politics rather closely on the most part. &lt;br /&gt;11. My favorite color is soft blue or green. It has fluctuated over the years. I also like soft pink.&lt;br /&gt;12. I have a "beauty mark" in my left eye.&lt;br /&gt;13. I have seen ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;14. I have also witnessed three UFO sightings.&lt;br /&gt;15. I am usually pretty well organized.&lt;br /&gt;16. My favorite sports are hiking and skiing.&lt;br /&gt;17. I have moved a total of 15 times.&lt;br /&gt;18. I like to be by myself sometimes and I don't mind being alone.&lt;br /&gt;19. When I was very young, I realized I was actually an old soul.&lt;br /&gt;20. I was a late bloomer.&lt;br /&gt;21. I am an only child.&lt;br /&gt;22. I am a lucid dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;23. I am allergic to milk, but it doesn't stop me from sneaking some cheese and chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;24. I am named after both my grandmothers.&lt;br /&gt;25. My father insisted I be born in San Francisco and he was convinced I would be a boy until I came out a girl. My name would have been Otto (after my grandfather).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-1712190583676724536?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/1712190583676724536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/1712190583676724536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/02/25-random-things.html' title='25 Random Things'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-2408529102024548012</id><published>2009-01-09T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:17:33.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Sleep</title><content type='html'>All week, I have really not been able to sleep much. It's not like I'm not tired, because I am, I just can't sleep. I took a Melatonin and ended up not falling asleep either. When I finally did, I awoke to swollen eyelids. Turns out I had some sort of congestion in my eyes instead of my nose. Strange, huh? I have learned that as you age, your body starts to do unexplainable things...it's something new all the time. The only thing I like about getting older, is that emotionally and mentally, I am wiser and able to handle many more things in a more responsible and mature way. I was always mature for my age, even as a young girl, but I really am only just starting to know, and even then, it is still something new all the time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-2408529102024548012?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2408529102024548012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2408529102024548012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/01/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t Sleep'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-6774263421123077172</id><published>2009-01-06T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T16:29:56.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man, got to love Youtube!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrjacgb5CPA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rrjacgb5CPA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHbB2oVAM-w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zHbB2oVAM-w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-6774263421123077172?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6774263421123077172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6774263421123077172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/01/man-got-to-love-youtube.html' title='Man, got to love Youtube!'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-7960391379966147989</id><published>2009-01-02T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T08:16:54.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chores</title><content type='html'>Things to do this weekend which I am procrastinating for a bit longer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to home depot and get supplies&lt;br /&gt;clean and prepare walls of 3rd floor apartment for painting&lt;br /&gt;paint the third floor apartment&lt;br /&gt;unpack and clean the basement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I start rolling it will be easier, but it's the move on that is the hard part!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-7960391379966147989?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7960391379966147989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7960391379966147989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/01/chores.html' title='Chores'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-7793973718663860369</id><published>2009-01-01T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:13:32.858-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cody Dickinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='winn mcelroy'/><title type='text'>She's baaaack!</title><content type='html'>She's baaaaack! After many moths of not blogging, because the experiences I was having were really too personal to talk about in cyberspace, I decided to start anew in '09 and make blogging a priority. Actually, I read a lot of blogs almost everyday, mostly political and some gossip ones (I know, lame,but it's like sugary candy though). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...last night I was probably the only person voluntarily staying in instead of pAArtying. Why? Well, I just got home late the night before and have been on the move most of the month and just, well, felt like staying in and waking up without a hangover for one New Years Day. I have done that a time or two before, but that was because I would get up early and go skiing instead. This morning however, even though I stayed in, I could hardly wake up and fumbled around reading blogs and drinking coffee for a couple hours. But my day started to get a move on and I did a bunch of things around the house. I, we actually, have a lot of unpacking and organizing still left to do from moving (the last U-haul from Memphis was 12 Days ago) and also from December travels. The house was in quite a disarray not to mention the basement. So, I got a move on that today and plan on painting the 3rd floor apartment and finishing that up this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 10th is Twelfth Night for us. The Krewe of Muses is having a big party and that's when I'll put out my Mardi Gras decorations. I am very excited about Mardi Gras I am a total freak about it if you couldn't tell already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also am continuing work on my album which is really starting to shape up nicely. Lot's more to do on it and more songs, but it's coming and it will be the best of my efforts. As I had previously mentioned, my good friend Cody has been a huge rock for me during this process and really invaluable. Many people do not know what all he can do aside from amazing drumming for the Allstars, but they are about to find out really soon and they will be agape with awe! And that's no joke. My friend Winn has also been a great help in this process. He is a pro-tools engineering whiz and also a top musician whom I have been learning about in recent months as well. I think all three of us have been doing something outside-the-box this time around and it feels great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-7793973718663860369?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7793973718663860369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7793973718663860369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2009/01/shes-baaaack.html' title='She&apos;s baaaack!'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-7083623869076065164</id><published>2008-11-10T12:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T12:26:38.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Tracks in Progress</title><content type='html'>Hey y'all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of months ago, I posted two new songs on myspace that had only drums and guitar (Cody Dickinson and myself) on myspace just for fun. I now uploaded newer versions of those songs, still unfinished, but you will get to hear how things are shaping up for my new album. We had a jam-packed three days in the studio this past weekend, and made a lot of progress. I will say, that the new album will sound nothing at all like what I have put out before, expect for maybe my voice. If you are hoping for more blues you will be disappointed as there is no blues on this record. Some of you will love it, others will hate it, but it is what it is and will be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will point out and maybe some of you will catch it, that my songs are usually based on  classic R &amp; B structure or old school blues, especially from north MS. That part is still there and always will be, as that is what I have been around and absorbed for years. However, I'd like to be able to produce it as such that more people can get into it and understand the messages I am trying to convey. A lot can be changed with the drums and instruments added. In fact as many of you probably know, most of the music on the radio comes from blues and old school R &amp; B, it's just evolved over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, enough artist talk. The musicians on these two tracks so far are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Is Known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody - drums, synth&lt;br /&gt;Jimbo Mathus - guitar&lt;br /&gt;Justin Showah - bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WInn McElroy engineering booth of these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' More to Say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cody - drums, synth&lt;br /&gt;Jimbo - guitar&lt;br /&gt;WInn - bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to myspace.com/laolga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-7083623869076065164?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7083623869076065164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/7083623869076065164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-tracks-in-progress.html' title='New Tracks in Progress'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-4850527630011491075</id><published>2008-09-23T20:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:03:28.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Best Bailout Plan Yet!</title><content type='html'>This was an email forwarded to me. I think it's a fabulous plan so I thought I would post and share. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Subject: The Birk Economic Recovery Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm against the $85,000,000,000.00 bailout of AIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I'm in favor of giving $85,000,000,000 to America in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a We Deserve It Dividend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make the math simple, let's assume there are 200,000,000 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonafide U.S. Citizens 18+. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our population is about 301,000,000 +/- counting every man, woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and child. So 200,000,000 might be a fair stab at adults 18 and up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So divide 200 million adults 18+  into $85 billon that equals&lt;br /&gt;$425,000.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan is to give $425,000 to every person 18+ as a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Deserve It Dividend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it would NOT be tax free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's assume a tax rate of 30%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every individual 18+ has to pay $127,500.00 in taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sends $25,500,000,000 right back to Uncle Sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it means that every adult 18+ has $297,500.00 in their pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband and wife has $595,000.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do with $297,500.00 to $595,000.00 in your family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay off your mortgage - housing crisis solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repay college loans - what a great boost to new grads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put away money for college - it'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save in a bank - create money to loan to entrepreneurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy a new car - create jobs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invest in the market - capital drives growth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay for your parent's medical insurance - health care improves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enable Deadbeat Dads to co me clean - or else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this is for every adult U S Citizen 18+  including the folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who lost their jobs at Lehman Brothers and every other company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is cutting back. And of course, for those serving in our Armed&lt;br /&gt;Forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're going to re-distribute wealth let's really do it...instead of&lt;br /&gt;trickling out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a puny $1000.00 ( "vote buy" ) economic incentive that is being proposed&lt;br /&gt;by one of our candidates for President.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we're going to do an $85 billion bailout, let's bail out every adult&lt;br /&gt;U S Citizen 18+!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for AIG - liquidate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sell off its parts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let American General go back to being American General.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sell off the real estate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the private sector bargain hunters cut it up and clean it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my rationale. We deserve it and AIG doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure it's a crazy idea that can "never work."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can you imagine the Coast-To-Coast Block Party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you spell Economic Boom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I trust my fellow adult Americans to know how to use the $85 Billion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We Deserve It Dividend more than I do the geniuses at AIG or in&lt;br /&gt;Washington DC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And remember, The Birk plan only really costs $59.5 Billion because&lt;br /&gt;$25.5 Billion is returned&lt;br /&gt;instantly in taxes to Uncle Sam.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...I feel so much better getting that off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kindest personal regards, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T. J. Birkenmeier, A Creative Guy &amp; Citizen of the Republic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Feel free to pass this along to your pals as it's either good for a&lt;br /&gt;laugh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or a tear or a very sobering thought on how to best use $85 Billion!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-4850527630011491075?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/4850527630011491075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/4850527630011491075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/09/best-bailout-plan-yet.html' title='The Best Bailout Plan Yet!'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-3399771102218064927</id><published>2008-09-01T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:46:08.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gustav'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Orleans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurricane'/><title type='text'>NOLA meets Gustav</title><content type='html'>24 hours ago, all the citizens of New Orleans were facing their worst nightmare ever since surviving Katrina: another major hurricane making landfall in our city. This time, it was a he and he was called Gustav. On Saturday night, major Ray Nagin gave a press conference announcing the mandatory evacuation. It scared the crap out of me and I could feel my stomach falling. At the time, Gustav was a category 4 hurricane, killed over 90 people in Cuba and decimated it. He said Gustav was about 900 miles in diameter and was the "storm of the century". I know I was not alone thinking that New Orleans was going to be under water again and totally creamed. It was a horrible, horrible thought that I thought maybe I was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had heard from most of my friends in some way about where they were and if they left. Two friends of ours stayed in town. One was holed up with what he said was "a month worth of food and loads of ammo" with his buddy a few blocks from our house, and the other in Harahan with his family who owns a hardware store out there. They stayed to be part of the first reponse team. Knowing that, I felt a little bit of comfort. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day yesterday I was glued to my laptop. We are in Memphis and here we do not have fast internet nor cable tv, so finding information was incredibly slow and tedious, especially since there were many people online trying to do the same thing as me. Last night was a long night and restless one. Though I slept, my thoughts were on the storm, on our house and on our city and my dreams reflected my worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I awoke and still bleary eyed, opened up my laptop to find out the latest. To my relief, Gustav had weakened to a Category 2 when it hit Cocodrie and quickly went to a category 1 not long after. If it was not for this, we would have likely seem more widespread flooding, more damage and more problems no doubt. By some miracle, the levees held together for the most part in the city and wind damage was reported to be minimal. Power was even on in parts of the city! It was even reported that Houma was spared on the most part so the good news continued. The state and city-wide response and preparation to Gustav has been remarkable. I am wholly blown away by how organized everything has been and I'm sure I am not alone in feeling real elation and pride in our state, state officials, city leaders and police department, national guards and citizens for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as specific details about our house, I do not know yet, but I do know that our neighborhood for the most part held together, so I feel really good about it. Hey, what's another roof? We've only done it 4 times since Katrina we practically have a routine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayers and thoughts are with Grand Isle, Lafourche and Terrebonne Parish who took a big hit. Plaquemines Parish is having a hard time right now too. Information is still coming in from other towns and Parishes who took a beating and my heart goes out. Somehow, going through this together not only as a city but as a state makes me feel closer to the citizens of Louisiana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-3399771102218064927?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/3399771102218064927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/3399771102218064927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/09/nola-meets-gustav.html' title='NOLA meets Gustav'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-2774646257525760017</id><published>2008-08-09T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T07:07:35.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>08/08/08</title><content type='html'>Not sure what all the 8s and 0s would or should mean, but I did notice the date today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, some sad and annoying news today  and yesterday. Annoying news first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how on earth could John Edwards have an affair, a love child, use campaign fund to hide his mistress, AND run for president not thinking that all that would come out?? I bet the Demo's are wiping their brows that he did not get the nomination, else the party would be wholly screwed. When they show interview clips of him it is so obvious he liying through his teeth, all the while with a half smile on his face (just don't think I would be smiling about all that, bud). His body language screams it!  Do these people ever learn?? I mean come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now sad news: Bernie Mac died last night! Man, that is so so sad. I loved his Bernie Mac show, watched it every night after the news (we don't have cable, at least not until Feb. 2009 when we HAVE to get it as regular t.v "will no longer work" --another government shakedown). Anyhow, that was some tragic piece of news and I wish his family well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I am blogging about the news is news to me, but it's been on my mind this morning over coffee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-2774646257525760017?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2774646257525760017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/2774646257525760017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='08/08/08'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-5077748113941987044</id><published>2008-07-26T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T18:47:40.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cody Dickinson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Cody and Me</title><content type='html'>Holy mackerel! Just noticed the last time I blogged was over a month ago...shite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a really fabulous day for me musically and creatively. I was recording drum tracks for my new album with old friend Cody Dickinson and he blew me away. Even more important though, he was loving the songs so it made the whole day easy and fun. I cannot wait until these tracks are finished! I am really really happy about it and look forward to sharing the new songs soon....at least a few up here. Hell-to-the-yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-5077748113941987044?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5077748113941987044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5077748113941987044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/07/cody-and-me.html' title='Cody and Me'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-307169033911802277</id><published>2008-05-19T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T06:16:22.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mall</title><content type='html'>Well, I learned of a new place this past week. It's not really new, but I call it new for me as I never really noticed it before and had never been there before. It is the Oak Hurst shopping mall on Poplar Ave out in east Memphis. Now, I had driven by it before many times on my way to Home Depot or Target or whatever out there so I had seen the sign, however it is rather hidden away so really, I had no idea what was in there. How I ended up going there, was all because of Jimbo. He had to buy a new pair of shoes and he knew about this mall and said he wanted to go there since they would have Chuck Taylor's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we pulled into the mall, I had some weird flashbacks, which continued even as we entered the mall from the Dillard's department store. See, growing up in SF area, we had quite a few malls. One in particular which was a definite hot spot through out pre-teen and teen years not to mention the times I was brought there with mom on her missions, was a place called Hillsdale Mall in San Mateo. They had a movie theater there too and a TGI Fridays, which actually used to be a cool place to eat. I had a  B-day lunch there for my 15th. Anyhow, Hillsdale had a store called Nordstrom, where I had a summer job in 1989. That summer was a hot one, with Batman being the big movie at the mall, and the music would replay over and over. The big songs were Elvis Costello's "Veronica", Prince's "Batman" song, Paula Abdul, Bobbie Brown, etc. So these songs would play over and over in our department (Brass Plum) and we would be running around for about 8-9 hours. I remember the smells and the sound of the continually running escalator even when the store was closed. We had a big sale that summer, so a couple times we had to stay late to stock and re-tag everything.  My mind keeps flashing to the upper parking deck, as that was where I usually parked. I recall the way the sun would shine on my face and head in the morning and how it would glimmer through the trees when I left. There was a little coffee bar on the first floor that I would always get a vanilla almond latte at. They had a big make up counter down there too, and I loved buying when there was a gift-with-purchase, usually with Lancome of Estee Lauder or sometimes Clinique. It was especially rewarding when that summer, I could use my store discount.  Later, I also had a Nordstrom store credit card (one of my first credit cards).;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hillsdale mall was at that time, and I'm sure many of you can relate, not only a place of work, but a place to hang out with friends outside of school. I suppose that was just the culture then, at least for us in SF Bay Area. And if it wasn't that mall, it was the Stanford Mall (oh yeah, been there a lot too) in Palo Alto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on this day at the Oak Hust Mall in Memphis, I was reminded of that time. The last time I set foot in a mall like that was 8-10 years ago. A strangle thing happened to me along the way, I think I became allergic to it, because this time, not only was I overwhelmed in there, but I became really tired (something to do with the smell) and distracted. Maybe it was all the abstract memories hat came back to me too after so long, things, people and places I had not thought about in ages. Belinda Carlisle song "I Get Weak" was playing, so the stage was set. I was overcome with the need to buy some Lancome and get my gift-with-purchase and then I started looking for the coffee bar. Thankfully, I was not alone and left to my own devices! Jimbo got his shoes and we managed to get out of there before too long. I am not planning on going back, but I can say that I have had some unusual memories and dreams all week...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-307169033911802277?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/307169033911802277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/307169033911802277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/05/mall.html' title='The Mall'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-521858932400503998</id><published>2008-05-02T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T20:30:01.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Olgas</title><content type='html'>So this little story happened quite some years ago...I am going to say maybe even 10 years ago (s*** I am getting old!) and it is a true tale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, I was sitting in the doctors office waiting for my appointment for a physical, which I usually do once a year. To no surprise, I was waiting a while  and my designated appointment time came and went. In the waiting room sat two other women; one was hispanic maybe in her 40's and the other was a white eastern-european type in her late 60's. We were all reading and waiting on this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last the exam room door opened and the nurse popped out, and knowing that she was behind schedule, she hurriedly looked at the name on the folder she carried and called, "Olga?". I, having grown up as "Olga", and as the only "Olga"  ever at school, after school, sports, work, friends and whatever else you do in daily life, stood up and dropped my magazine on the coffee table. Alas, to my astonishment, the other two women stood up as well, thinking they were the "Olga" that was being called! We all looked at each other so astounded and curious with a "is your name Olga too?" look in our eyes, that even the nurse was taken aback. The nurse regained composure and looked down at the folder again, "Garcia, Olga Garcia". At that, I and the remaining other Olga, sat back down in our chairs half smiling half amazed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow," I said to Olga, "that was weird. I have never met so many Olgas before."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, " laughed Olga, "that has never happened to me either."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-521858932400503998?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/521858932400503998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/521858932400503998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/05/three-olgas.html' title='The Three Olgas'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-5104161614446497041</id><published>2008-03-10T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:18:33.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SXSW and other meandering news...</title><content type='html'>Heading off to Austin for SXSW tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my first time out there and Austin as well, so I am looking forward to the experience! In case you're wondering, my official showcase is March 13 at Fado Patio (214 W. 4th St) at 9pm. The lineup of other bands are mostly from New Orleans, so I am looking forward to sharing a stage with my NOLA peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring has sprung down here in Crescent CIty and the last few days have been beautiful. Springtime is really fantastic, lot's of birds and flora and fauna bring the landscape alive with hope and promise. I've been doing a lot of soul searching lately and I feel like I have finally come to terms with myself. There is one final leap of faith I need to take, and have needed to take for quite some time. This may sound a little cryptic, but it has been a personal journey for me and I'll leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This April and MAy I am going to record my new EP. Why not an album you ask? Well, because I feel like I don't have an EP yet and gosh darnit, I's gots to have me one! That's all. In fact the hard part is deciding which songs to use, as there are plenty of them stirring around. This next project will be very different from the rest in that the music and content is discussing things that have not been discussed much if at all on my past albums. So, not too many love songs, more about the journey of the soul and coming to terms. Cryptic again? Yeah, I guess...I may have more insight at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well, got to do some work on the house today. See you in Austin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-5104161614446497041?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5104161614446497041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/5104161614446497041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/03/sxsw-and-other-meandering-news.html' title='SXSW and other meandering news...'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17206502.post-6761954677965367905</id><published>2008-02-04T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:35:27.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Weekend</title><content type='html'>I have wanted to blog before Lundi Gras but seriously was not physically able to do so. I was really not able to do anything, except sit on a lazy boy out on the parade route this weekend. Tonight, I am taking off so I can get up at 6am for Zulu and to march thereafter in a renegade parade I cannot recall the name of right now. The name really doesn't matter, the point is you have to be in costume marching on Fat Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Muses experience, I cannot say it enough that it was simply one of the most amazing experiences in my life! There was a complete surreality to the entire ride, which for float 5, was about 7 hours that we were on the move. Count in the pre-party which was another 3 hours, it made a long evening. The pre-party consisted of only the riding ladies, who primped and dressed in their costumes while sipping nectar of the goddesses and champagne. Every float had a headdress of some sort, usually having to do with the theme of the float you were riding. There was a headdress competition, which apparently our float won 3rd place ( I was in the bathroom primping at the time). Who won first, I still do not know. The odd thing about it all though, was that since there was 768 women riding, and in costume, you wouldn't be able to really recognize anybody save for your co-riders who dressed the same as you. I felt like I was a member of  some sort of bird flock that was mingling with other bird species, but yet stuck close to the same tribe throughout. It was fantastic thrill when they brought in the floats one by one for us to load on. Each time one would roll by, hundreds of female hollers were unleashed with a wave of sparkly arms and heads raised to welcome the float's arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got on, the immediate task of bead-organizing began. It took a lot longer than you would think. We had so much stuff that is was hard to move around. I resorted to bead surfing during that time in order to move around. The girls I rode next to we all a blast. We shard finger sandwiches and wine and combed through thousands of beads and trinkets while lining up on  Tchoup. The parade suddenly pulled together on the corner of Napoleon and Tcoup when they would weave in the bands one by one in between floats. This was so organized it almost seemed like braiding hair. As soon as the bands came in and started playing, the whole thing just kicked up 10 notches and we were suddenly a real full fledged parade taking off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ride itself was a surreal experience. I almost felt like I was on some sort of drug, as all time suddenly ceased and you lost track of where you were. One would think that there would be a lot whooping and music on the float itself, but we were all so silent and focused on throwing, that this too, added to the slow-motion effect. In addition, the only real exchange was when you made eye-contact with a parade viewer and threw them something. To see the complete joy and thrill in their eyes was truly moving, and always followed by a "thank you". I heard from a lot of people this weekend that Muses was by far the best parade they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we hit Canal I realized I was almost out of goods to throw (which I can hardly believe), so I had to resort to tricks and teasing to string out what was left. The only thing I did not throw, was my Snake-and-Jake's sunglasses and Cruella Deville plush toy (both I found in the throw-back stash). I hated for it to all be over, but I am so so so glad to have had the chance to do it, I am totally hooked now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a big time as well. I had some friends that set up camp on St. Charles, along with a margarita machine and port-a-potty-tent and loads of additional accoutrements. Sunday, I went down to a friend's house on Magazine St. for Thoth. We pulled out the lazy-boys then, and before long I was a renegade rider on Thoth for a little while when they slowed down, opened the side door and yelled, "Climb on!". I was given a tiara and a mask and rolled with them a little while too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let's not forget the Super Bowl, which was on during Bacchus. My friend's bar (the Delachaise) had set up a wide screen t.v. on the patio so we could watch in between floats or in between commercials. How about the Giants y'all!!! That was thrilling in and of itself! Lot's of Manning fans down here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to rest up now, get ready for one last hurrah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17206502-6761954677965367905?l=laolga.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6761954677965367905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17206502/posts/default/6761954677965367905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laolga.blogspot.com/2008/02/super-weekend.html' title='Super Weekend'/><author><name>Olga</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16351176534532441455</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01480371741773306198'/></author></entry></feed>