Mardi Gras is over, wat

[Streetlight Americana]

It's Lent now. Stop partying.

[-x-Noxious-x-Nyx-x-]

"...of the crooked timber of humanity...

No.

wink

...no straight thing was ever made."

[Bleeding Art]

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

[Streetlight Americana]

Bleeding Art

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

Um, native? You look more Fat City Jefferson Parish, son.


I'm playing.


Where Y'at?

[informal narwhals]

so is valentines, but...

[Bleeding Art]

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

Um, native? You look more Fat City Jefferson Parish, son.


I'm playing.


Where Y'at?

You'd be a little right there, I used to roll in Jefferson Parish for a while. Katrina blew me up to Baton Rouge, the city that thinks it's as good as New Orleans. Miss N'awlins every day, especially this time of year. No fun when you gotta drive 70+ both ways for parades. That and the food, you couldn't get decent anything up here if you tried. You want beignets you gotta drive an hour. You want good seafood and a decent mufaletta, same thing.

[Streetlight Americana]

Bleeding Art

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

Um, native? You look more Fat City Jefferson Parish, son.


I'm playing.


Where Y'at?

You'd be a little right there, I used to roll in Jefferson Parish for a while. Katrina blew me up to Baton Rouge, the city that thinks it's as good as New Orleans. Miss N'awlins every day, especially this time of year. No fun when you gotta drive 70+ both ways for parades. That and the food, you couldn't get decent anything up here if you tried. You want beignets you gotta drive an hour. You want good seafood and a decent mufaletta, same thing.

Right. And Less shootings. Last time I remember someone getting shot on Bourbon, it was the hell days after the storm. I was living in Algiers, then.

Because the 17th Street Canal is literally in my backyard.

We rebuilt, though, and we're fine now. Still the same land, new house. Lakeview area, all that jazz. I'm blessed to live by the Cemetery District border-lining Mid-City--- fun to sneak in after dark, admire the old tombs.

[Bleeding Art]

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

Um, native? You look more Fat City Jefferson Parish, son.


I'm playing.


Where Y'at?

You'd be a little right there, I used to roll in Jefferson Parish for a while. Katrina blew me up to Baton Rouge, the city that thinks it's as good as New Orleans. Miss N'awlins every day, especially this time of year. No fun when you gotta drive 70+ both ways for parades. That and the food, you couldn't get decent anything up here if you tried. You want beignets you gotta drive an hour. You want good seafood and a decent mufaletta, same thing.

Right. And Less shootings. Last time I remember someone getting shot on Bourbon, it was the hell days after the storm. I was living in Algiers, then.

Because the 17th Street Canal is literally in my backyard.

We rebuilt, though, and we're fine now. Still the same land, new house. Lakeview area, all that jazz. I'm blessed to live by the Cemetery District border-lining Mid-City--- fun to sneak in after dark, admire the old tombs.

You have my envy. Closest I ever got was a funeral in a security-encrusted family tomb somewhere in Metairie that looked more like a storage facility than a place of rest.

My Godmother lived in Chalmette before Katrina, all she could salvage was her mother's China. Actually had a house come off its foundation and float down the street. We were lucky, just 2 inches but a tree busted the roof wide open and we got looted by, of all people, the guys the landlord hired to clean the place up. But then again we weren't anywhere near the Levy or any body of water that coulda spilled over. My mom actually worked for The Times Picayune before then but lost her job because we had nowhere to stay.

[Streetlight Americana]

Bleeding Art

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

Um, native? You look more Fat City Jefferson Parish, son.


I'm playing.


Where Y'at?

You'd be a little right there, I used to roll in Jefferson Parish for a while. Katrina blew me up to Baton Rouge, the city that thinks it's as good as New Orleans. Miss N'awlins every day, especially this time of year. No fun when you gotta drive 70+ both ways for parades. That and the food, you couldn't get decent anything up here if you tried. You want beignets you gotta drive an hour. You want good seafood and a decent mufaletta, same thing.

Right. And Less shootings. Last time I remember someone getting shot on Bourbon, it was the hell days after the storm. I was living in Algiers, then.

Because the 17th Street Canal is literally in my backyard.

We rebuilt, though, and we're fine now. Still the same land, new house. Lakeview area, all that jazz. I'm blessed to live by the Cemetery District border-lining Mid-City--- fun to sneak in after dark, admire the old tombs.

You have my envy. Closest I ever got was a funeral in a security-encrusted family tomb somewhere in Metairie that looked more like a storage facility than a place of rest.

My Godmother lived in Chalmette before Katrina, all she could salvage was her mother's China. Actually had a house come off its foundation and float down the street. We were lucky, just 2 inches but a tree busted the roof wide open and we got looted by, of all people, the guys the landlord hired to clean the place up. But then again we weren't anywhere near the Levy or any body of water that coulda spilled over. My mom actually worked for The Times Picayune before then but lost her job because we had nowhere to stay.

Damn, I'm sorry...


My family had business in restaurants, so we struggled but got through....
My aunt owned one or two, my dad bartended at several places and later at my aunt's, and my mom's a long standing manager at Hard Rock.

[Bleeding Art]

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

Wolfsbane Alpha

Bleeding Art

They turned the hose on everyone days ago. Tourists went home, us natives can still second-line if we wanna.

Um, native? You look more Fat City Jefferson Parish, son.


I'm playing.


Where Y'at?

You'd be a little right there, I used to roll in Jefferson Parish for a while. Katrina blew me up to Baton Rouge, the city that thinks it's as good as New Orleans. Miss N'awlins every day, especially this time of year. No fun when you gotta drive 70+ both ways for parades. That and the food, you couldn't get decent anything up here if you tried. You want beignets you gotta drive an hour. You want good seafood and a decent mufaletta, same thing.

Right. And Less shootings. Last time I remember someone getting shot on Bourbon, it was the hell days after the storm. I was living in Algiers, then.

Because the 17th Street Canal is literally in my backyard.

We rebuilt, though, and we're fine now. Still the same land, new house. Lakeview area, all that jazz. I'm blessed to live by the Cemetery District border-lining Mid-City--- fun to sneak in after dark, admire the old tombs.

You have my envy. Closest I ever got was a funeral in a security-encrusted family tomb somewhere in Metairie that looked more like a storage facility than a place of rest.

My Godmother lived in Chalmette before Katrina, all she could salvage was her mother's China. Actually had a house come off its foundation and float down the street. We were lucky, just 2 inches but a tree busted the roof wide open and we got looted by, of all people, the guys the landlord hired to clean the place up. But then again we weren't anywhere near the Levy or any body of water that coulda spilled over. My mom actually worked for The Times Picayune before then but lost her job because we had nowhere to stay.

Damn, I'm sorry...


My family had business in restaurants, so we struggled but got through....
My aunt owned one or two, my dad bartended at several places and later at my aunt's, and my mom's a long standing manager at Hard Rock.

I think everyone's got a bad story from Katrina and Rita. But that's good that you were able to get through thanks to the restaurants. I'm thankful I had family in BR that helped us out until we could get on our feet. Only thing I hated was when they forced us back into school, I was in high school then, there was a big 504/225 war with students like it was a gang turf war. Stupid stupid.

[1kaz]

sad

[Marshy SOA]

Friends went to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, and it was the craziest thing ever. There was a shooting, and people getting drugged, wow was it crazy, and yes its over now.

[Robotic demoncat122]

cool!