The facts:
- $29 in chips.
- A hundred dollar bill (y’all) in my back pocket.
- $65 in receipts for jellow shots.
- Jager on the rocks – sipped.
- Blueberry pancakes at 3am.
- Mardi gras beads around my neck.
- Slept in my clothes (yet again).
- Goody’s Headache Powder.
- Feigning functionality this am at the conference.
The conclusion:
- There’s a reason I’ve never allowed myself to come here before now.
FYI: “Mardi Gras” beads are never, ever to be worn outside of Mardi Gras season.
Not to attack you personally (especially since you were drunk), but it’s highly disturbing that beads have become a 365-day habit in New Orleans (maybe that died with the hurricane …) and appear everywhere (I particularly hate team-colored beads worn at football games).
Of course, the best teams’ colors are based on Mardi Gras colors anyway … but football isn’t played during Mardi Gras.