They say it’s a marathon, not a sprint but now it’s, looking more like a relay. Since Muses has been postponed, I need to revise my Carnival schedule and it lines up now like a burst/rest/burst/rest/burst/hangover forecast.
Friday: D’Etat-Morpheus-Muses, Uptown? Lafayette Square? Canal? Home by undetermined means (late night).
Saturday: Rest, eat spaghetti and fried chicken, maybe visit with neighbors, stay in the neighborhood.
Sunday: Thoth-Mid City-Bacchus, then Donna’s, home by cab hopefully (late, late night.)
Monday: Rest, costume making, Orpheus, home by ferry, nightcap?
Tuesday: Drink blood of chicken in coffee, fail to see Rex and Zulu again, consume many PBRs, dance in the street, chase midget tourists, fornicate with sock, shake fist at the Gods, lose voice, home by ferry, burger at Dry Dock?
Wednesday: Ceremonial giving up of something I don’t indulge in very often anyway, perform work tasks hungoverly.
If ya wanna come to my neck of the Lower Garden District woods, lemme know.
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Gives you a place to pee and an easy out to da West Bank by way of Tchoupitoulas. Just putting it out there…
Daaannng, I’ll run that by the missus!
For Ash Wednesday I always give up “tolerance”.
The rest of Carnival I will be absent due to my Siamese not doing very well.
The way I was hearing it described I was expecting tonight’s weather to bring a large and moving Torg along with it. So far it’s been pretty much of a dud.
Dude, if you don’t go stagger over to see NOMTOC, I’m gonna keep calling you dude…like, forever.
Dude.
Fornicate with sock? Kinky…
Yes. Somebody else’s.
“Tuesday: Drink blood of chicken in coffee, fail to see Rex and Zulu again, consume many PBRs, dance in the street, chase midget tourists, fornicate with sock, shake fist at the Gods, lose voice, home by ferry, burger at Dry Dock?” funniest thing i’ve read/heard all day. thanks!
Still full from that burger!
BTW… what will you be giving up for lent?
Me? Leaving my socks lying around the house!
Oh and the hard stuff!