I had been sleeping about an hour and a half and my wife and I woke up to hear these 12 – 14 shots. There was six and then a few moments went by and then there were several more. Loud. The dog was going crazy. Neighbors were out on their porches. One called a…
Month: February 2011
Fat and Happy
Guys in New Orleans are unhealthy… but happy From now on, that’s what I am going to say when folks from out of town ask me how I’m doing.
Town Hall? Town Holler.
Algiers meeting tonight will focus on Crescent City Connection tolls and ferries So some neighbors and I went to this meeting last night. The “sunset” of the tolls was discussed along with how everything like the CCC police, landscaping, maintenance and the ferries are going to be paid for after. The nagging feeling I had…
10 Best Arcade Fire
Being the undisputed second-best indie / college / progressive / alternative band ever, (The) Arcade Fire is coming to Jazzfest. I had written off Jazzfest after the ticket prices went up and the beers started costing five bucks (for a fucking Miller Lite). Plus, those are big days at the Square and if I’m not…
CNN All About Us
Someone over at CNN must have come down here and had one of them “amazing experiences” and “fell in love with the city” because they have been posting like crazy. UPDATE: Now I understand. Beyond Raw: How New Orleans serves up oysters Making gumbo with John Besh and James Carville Oysters stage a comeback after…
Jazzfest Poster Values Plummet…
or at least they should after this Alex Rawls post… JAZZ FEST POSTER—THE NEW BIG MAC? Now, to me, the posters never had much value anyway. The entire numbered print / poster approach to art is a huge racket generated by the artists and the dealers to get the most revenue out of a single…
Bat Boy on Food
Well, it was a stupid question… E:: Who taught you to love food? J.C.: That’s like saying who taught you to love sex! New Orleans: Cooking with Carville
Super Bowl Hangover and City Hall
I had the pleasure waking up Monday morning and having to get dressed and out the door by 9:30 a.m. This after a day at the Square making mad $35 cash, then heading over to a Super Bowl party in Rosalie Alley and being subjected to a rapist-turned-Jesus freak quarterback and two Eminem commercials, then…