All right, first of all, Drew has been very remiss in not mentioning that House Of Flying Daggers may not be the best kung-fu movie ever made, but it may very well be the best movie title ever. Second, the Krewe De Vieux parade was apeshit crazy fun even though it was way too short. Any parade where straight guys in jockstraps invite me to feel their bare asses is okay by me. Drew was so engrossed in the goings-on that I don't think he even mentioned the new boyfriend once all evening.