Guess I am missing New Orleans but Mardi Gras is early this year and would be too cold. I can freeze my ass off at home. The year this photo was taken there was a heat wave in the late fall and I had to buy an outfit or sweat to death. The sales lady was in red corduroy and when I saw her at Napoleon house for lunch she was in cutoffs.
Still no car.
The dishwasher would not run after the Roto Rooter visit so I hand washed the entire load and somehow Big Daddy got it up and running last night. Too weird.
There is too much going on here right now, strange things with Uber-not that I am driving at this time and the Flint water crisis. More on that later.
