Been a fucking crazy 24 hours. I think I’m running on 2 hours of sleep right now. Html this and php that. Blogging is fucking hard enough without having to do all that technical bullshit. I’ve been on chat with sand n*ggers for the better part of the past 15 hours and we finally have our site semi back up. Sorry for all the inconvenience folks. We’ll make it up to you.
Anyways last night for dinner I got dragged to the Grove because a friend of mine was fiending for jambalaya. Now Gumbo Pot I admit, is pretty fucking delicious. That cornbread, walnut salad, louisiana hot sauce on jambalaya combo is deadly. Well guess what happens when we get to the Farmers Market by the Grove. A bunch of old people who migrated here after Katrina just blowing my spot up. Masked people everywhere, drunk as fuck, dancing like its a scene straight out of the Hunchback of Notre Dame. Don’t think I’ve ever felt so out of place before. I thought Mardi Gras was all about the glamour. Titty flashing and beads with a side of alcohol poisoning.
On a serious note though, even though I felt like I was on another planet, it was pretty fucking cool to see another culture like that. NOLA def is an interesting ass culture. It was the most interracial party I’ve seen. Kind of like the Saints. You see mexicans, black, asians, whites. It was a gumbo pot at the Farmers Market.
Just found this on youtube. It was JUST like this. Except I stood in a line that didn’t move for an hour for food I didn’t even eat.