Last night, after
I finished playing and making only about 23 bucks, I went to the spot where I had slept the night before, after losing the spot under the construction ramp.
Sue was waiting for me. She had cardboard spread out, and one of her blankets.
We now have all of the stuff shown in the photo (left). Most of it was acquired by Sue at about the time that my other backpack was going up in flames in a dumpster.
We need to devise a way to hide our sleeping bags better than they are hidden now. When it gets colder, there will be people out shaking bushes, looking for sleeping bags to steal. That just comes "with the territory."
Sue is off this morning, determined to relocate her bird.
The bird hasn't eaten in a couple of days, because Sue is as picky about the bird's diet as she is her own. She won't give it canned fish, only fresh; and so, the bird hasn't eaten in two days.
I told her I couldn't spend my whole day on the bird; I hope she finds it in her heart to forgive me...

First thing in the morning; I'm loving the McDonalds
restroom. Someone removed a character from the "Baby Changing
Station" Now it is the Baby "hanging" station.
this is New Orleans

This morning, I sat by the Riverwalk, just to tune my guitar,
though I put one of my signs in my case, just in case...
A lady gave me some change, and apologised for not having more...