Living it up in Da South

Today it's 62 degrees (but it feels like the 70's) and sunny. I just discovered something fantastic about our 100+-years-old house. The windows open!

Maybe this sounds strange to you, but the truth is that the season for open windows is very narrow in New Orleans. It's usually too hot. I'm assuming there is a time when it's too cold, but we haven't got there yet.

So, some of our giant rectangular windows have screens at the bottom of them. And wouldn't you know it? These are the ones that open, with a groan and some dust and some kicked-up little leaves that are who knows how old.

I'm cleaning the crap out of this place this weekend because the faux in-laws are coming to stay next week. They're "faux" because they are not technically my in-laws, but they fit that bill in most respects. If this were politics, they would be "Acting" or "Lieutenant" in-laws, but this is Nola, so I'm sticking with faux. 1/4 of my parental units will be here as well: Crazy Coco. She gets to stay in the man room, which will be converted into a guest room. I'll have a photo of this after it's set up. Everyone loves to stay in a room with a weight bench in the center of it, right? Thought so.

In other news, I worked at the restaurant last night. I'm a filler for when they are short. The secret to working these kinds of jobs is to only work them once a month. And then it's all smiles and this is fun and I can't believe I ever left. But really, one night is enough. No one was rude, but the drinkers were out in full force. One table drank $300 worth of vodka, including 16 lemon drops. Yes, adults out of college actually drink those. They called a cab, which was very responsible since the guy paying literally spent five minutes signing his name to the credit card receipt.

Another gentleman ordered a bottle of wine for just himself, which I found very respectable. And I found another $20 bill on the floor! Doesn't anyone ever look down? I gave it to the people sitting directly above it. They were like "Yay! More kamikazi's!"

Halloweenies

A lot of girls like to dress in sexy costumes for Halloween--Sexy Nurse, Sexy Schoolteacher, Sexy Witch.
Sexy Sheep? Not so much. I go for scary. Here's me and Kenny Powers (aka the MOST popular Halloween costumer 2010 winner) getting ready to hit the streets:

Kenny Powers and Sheep Girl

Frenchman Street is HUGE on Halloween in New Orleans. Everyone trots out in their fine costumes they've been working on for weeks and stand around and look at everyone else and hoot and holler and get drunk.
It's pretty fun. Except, like a good concert, it's hard to get out of there once you're ready to leave. Traffic is a mess and cabs are scarce and zombies and vampires and sailors and walking bananas are running amok all over the place.

Here's some pics from Frenchman:

Sailor Barbie?

Kenny Powers, Season 1 & 2

Medusa?

 

Yet another Kenny

Yoda & Maverick. Turd Ferguson is in the background.

Another. Frickin' Kenny. The middle finger is Kenny's signature move, in case you are wondering. 

For those of you who don't get the Kenny stuff, here he is: You're F*#kin' Out!

Famous Guy Alert!

Remember the homosexual guy from Mad Men who had the hot wife he didn't want to sleep with because he secretly liked sleeping with dudes in hotels? He's here! In CC's Coffee. If I liked Twitter more, I would Twitter it, but I hate that crap. And I don't have a smart phone so it takes FOREVER.

Also, the guys from HBO's Treme are here. They are production or audio guys or something. Spoiler alert: John Goodman does a voice-over in the beginning of this season's first show.

So, Mr. Famous, whose real name is  (Bryan Batt) and name on the show is Salvatore Romano, 
was looking dapper as all get out in a Texas Tuxedo (jeans and a jacket) and a bowtie. He is also looking quite trim. Rumors are that good ol' Sal might come back to Mad Men. 

Speaking of AMC, the best show on television is currently THE WALKING DEAD. It's Zombies! In Atlanta! Started last week. Somebody start watching it with me so I can text you how scared I am. I texted Elbow last time while he was at work. He thinks I'm crazy. I am. Crazy about Zombie entertainment.  

Just FYI, last week's movie filming on our street was a total bust. They drove a car up and down our street for a few hours in the dark. Then when I went out to do my journalistic duty and ask some questions, the crew acted all important and too busy to talk to me. They flat out ignored my questions actually. I will not watch that Lame-o movie, thank you very much. Good luck Putting from the Rough productions! (That is their real name, minus the "putting from" part).