It's a strange snow storm that blows these days on Fulton Street near Harah's Casino in downtown New Orleans. It snows every hour on the hour. Part of the festive, holiday goings-on downtown -- my wife, Linda, and our son, Charlie, wince as the wet stuff floats down on them. The snow is shot from several machines. When we were there, the wind was carrying the white flakes quite a ways before they melted away. Of course there was the holiday music, Santa and his reindeer and a band belting out jazzy tunes to make it all the more merry.
-- steve buser
As we march through time, technology by technology, we leave behind things that were once active and useful. We leave our past to the elements.
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