MARDI GRAS!!! Throw me somethin' MistaH!!

[riff]

I am sitting here waiting for my friend to come and pick me up.... Even rolled a half-decent fatty (it's a personal struggle, you see).

It's gonna be cool. We got passes to this company's (not MY company!)gig with caterers and all which will be really cool for when I get the munchies. But I am not hanging out there. My ass goes in the crowd. I wonder how many titties I will see tonight? What will Champ have to say about that?

Well, it's that time of year. This is not New Orleans, but it is Louisiana. The thing I hate about Mardi Gras in my city is that.....

.... here it comes..... understand, I come from a French Catholic family.... damned WASPs just don't know how to party. Up here in the land of the truck driving catfish eaters, they party... but they have this whole thing about trying to make Mardi Gras rated G like some kind of Walt Disney movie or something. Hell, when I was a kid and we lived down there my mom and dad took us every year to N.O. parades and we saw all kinds of crazy shit. Drunks, titties, freaks.... and it didn't hurt me any, I mean look at me.... I'm.... normal?

I'm stonied! WHOOO!!! Yeah! I don't give a shit. It's Mardi Gras. Do yall do that where you live?

 

[Texan]

damn riff.... it sounds like you must be somewhere way up north..... like Monroe maybe.

 

[Rowdygirl]

OK -- if none of the guys are gonna repsond, I will (even tho I'm not a Mister)


SHOW me somethin' Sistah!!!

 

[Oliver Clozoff]

Yep, Texan. He's gotta be somewhere north of Baton Rouge, for sure.

I fled NO this year what with all the craziness due to the superbowl and Mardi Gras all around the same time. The security is mega-tight by New Orleans standards and it's terribly annoying. I train at the medical center a block from the Superdome and you can't get anywhere close without showing ID. Then there's the traffic problems. New Orleans is a poorly designed city for traffic to begin with, and worse at Mardi Gras, but thanks to Superbowl security they're shutting down so many roads now that it's ridiculous.

Having grown up in South Louisiana, Mardi Gras is a part of my life, but as you get older, it becomes a more irritating part of your life, kind of like having to get colonoscopies. There are still more reasons Mardi Gras is like an invasive medical investigation of the colon, but I'll just leave it at that.