Monday, February 07, 2005


Dave here.
So Mardi Gras has been relatively quiet and uneventful so far, at least for me, which is why this weekmy own blog features some old stuff I wrote about Haiti last year instead of stories about doing mushrooms, befriending a morbidly obese drag queen named "Liz Trailer" who pumped tequila shots down my throat from a big green bug-poison sprayer. and riding a vintage silver Huffy Stingray down Rampart Street with no pants on. Not that I did anything like that last time I was here for Mardi Gras.

One of the things that's been nice about Mardi Gras is that I've been using Drew's little circle of friends as a sort of surrogate posse since I came back to New Orleans, and they've all been nice enough to tolerate my presence for the most part. It's always a lot more fun to walk into a bar when you know there's a chance you might actually know someone there.

Anyway, it's noon, I'm getting out of work early, and I need to come up with a Mardi Gras costume from scratch between now and tomorrow morning. Preferably something made up entirely of household items I already have in the junk drawer in my kitchen. You may laugh, but I once won a bar tab for a costume I made from nothing but duct tape and a headlamp...

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