Rehab

No, not that kind. Unless these houses are going into rehab for their terrible, terrible addiction to being in disrepair. This is a house in East Biloxi for which we’ll be drawing up rehab plans, and it’s one of the many that have sat mostly untouched for the past two years. Sorry for the crappy quality, they’re cell-phone pictures. They show it well enough though to see the ugly stucco job (why you would take a beautiful wood siding and put this over it, I do not know) and the state of the interior. The second picture shows the view …

New Orleans, and Things

The weekend before last I took my second trip to New Orleans and my first since moving to Biloxi (the other time was with Peter Waldman and other architecture students in early 2006). Not so much a high-minded humanitarian trip, as I didn’t make it out of the French Quarter, stayed in the fancy Holiday Inn Du Moyne, went to lots of restaurants and bars, and generally spent a pleasant weekend, way outside my budget, hanging out with Price and his friends from up north. Trips aside, life’s begun to settle into some routines. Lunch at the fantastic Le Bakery …