Blah Blah Blah... & Lundi Gras

Editor's note: The following entry was written and saved ("Hallelujah!!") hours before being posted. "Why are you telling us" you ask? Believe me, it'll make some of the following a little more sensible.

I had to come to school quite early this morning--four hours before my first class, oy vey!--and it felt simply like a waste time. I really was looking forward to wasting my time wisely on the internet, particularly because I have sites to catch up with and some research to so. Go figure that my luck for the day brings the ill-fortune of the internet being down at Delgado for some strange reason. ( And no, the thought has not escaped my mind that my ill fortune is probably being shared by a couple of other folks out there who were also looking forward to wasting time on the internet too!) That also makes it understandable why the computer lab is so darn empty today. So instead of searching the internet, I decided to search my mind and kinda get to writing my next blog…Oh god I wish the internet were up!

I have to tell ya’ll about Lundi Gras! It was a blast! I saw faces I haven’t seen in awhile and got to do things I never done before! (You would think someone who was born and raised in Mardi Gras central would’ve spent at least one Mardi Gras on Bourbon Street, but nooo!) Let’s see, we had CK (whose birthday was the reason we were all gathered; some people simply just have the power to pull hermits out of their dark caves!), Fratnip, Lyric, Biscuit, Ringo, Redwolf, Dynoman and me. We congregated at the Dry Dock, a great little bar/restaurant right by the Algiers’s ferry that is simply just a cool place to hang, enjoy a few suds and a great burger every once in awhile. King Cake was to be shared along with Jell-O-shots, french-fries, and stories about how great CK is…in the amusing type of way. Than the real fun begun; Dynoman separated us into two groups (the winners and the losers) and we begun a scavenger hunt along the Infamous Bourbon Street. I was part of the group that consisted of CK, Fratnip and Lyric (or better known as the winning group mainly because CK was part of it; Dynoman made sure that what-ever party CK was part of, it would be the winning group and major props to him for that*). Lyric greatly shined in being able to persuade the female masses into defiling a tee-shirt with many Birthday wishes to CK. Fratnip had the digital camera—which was a needed prop—and did a mighty fine job in his part as photographer. I would love to share with you what he needed to get pics of, but, this is an open site, and some things are meant to be kept secret! CK’s main goal was to have a good time, in which he did, or at least I thought so…

The evening was great in which we ran into other friends, Renffeh and Crack Monkey, got drunk off of really, really cheap beer, that was actually expensive—go figure—and Lyric, Fratnip and I even danced to a brass band on a side street. Downside of the evening: heaving to clean my shoes the next day. My GAWD that street gets so freakin’ dirty. Sludge and liquor and beer and broken beads and broken cups and I don’t even want to know what else…it was NASTY!! EWWW!!! I don’t think all the rain we got days before really helped out that much with the scene!

*Dynoman definitely deserves a Night Out celebration in his honor for putting together a heckuva night Monday. YOU THE MAN!!!