Happy Fat Tuesday!

When the Saints Go Over There.
Oh, I want to be in that rumba,
When the saints go over there.
Oh over there!
Oh over there! …

I hope you are all ready for a day of splurging and gorging before the fast.

  • In case you have any desire to ever go to Bourbon Street for Mardi Gras, don’t!. Someone I know did several years ago and vows to never return for any reason. He described it as thousands of drunks wading through vomit. Also, 95% of those drunks are guys with cameras, the other 5% women with perhaps 1% being the kind you would want to see engaged in the typical revelry. He cautions “some things seen are never unseen.”
  • One friend of mine gives up chocolate, cheese, and alcohol annually, but last year he also gave up wheat. With the life he leads, I don’t think that is enough.

    Laissez les bons temps rouler!