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We are having a two week long celebration for the Saints here in New Orleans – who dat! – my neighbors who live on St. John Court, which is a cul de sac off the bayou that has cottages and mostly young families were landlocked with kids so they put up a big screen television and the whole court put on their own Superbowl party – got to love it. This is so New Orleans.…
Even though it was a typical Monday and work was running ramshod on my emotional joie de vivre from the game, what a day indeed. This is a day to remember and a day to cherish – I’ll take New Orleans in good and bad times, but yesterday and today were the best of times. Superbowl champs – yes indeed.
Everybody keeps asking if we had a good time last night, well this city is really just getting started with the good time (if it indeed ever left off) – the Saints are on their way home today and then tomorrow is the Saints parade in front of the Superdome starting at 5PM – Carnival krewes have donated floats for them to have their own parade. And wait then there is actually Mardi Gras going…
Never a day like today, when you wake up and the sun is shining, or you actually wake up at 4AM and roll over and wake up your sweetie and say, “We won the Superbowl!” and go back to sleep. Then you wake to the sun shining, to a new mayor in New Orleans, to being the one and only, the amazing, the incredible, Super Bowl Champions of 2010! Pinch me now. Am I dreaming?…
We met a bunch of moms out at the parade today. It seems Barkus is a lesbian mom must attend parade. There is an harmonic convergence of white lesbian moms with beautiful brown babies happening right here in New Orleans! Viva la difference!
Again, last minute, the parade starting, little boy sitting in his high chair not a care in the world. We all rallied to get costumed up and get down to the Barkus parade and we got there just in time to watch the fun. I gave my camera to someone to get a photo of us and this is what they took (note the top of his white puppy ears) – how could you see…
As much as my brother thinks the mohel’s cut will bring Tin closer to god, I hope Tin learns a broader identity than Jewish, black, gay, straight, or man. I’ve been suffering through one too many film professor’s idea of a night curled up on the couch with a movie lately (last night’s German Four Minutes is enough to send me to my trust Coen brother collection). But this documentary T recommends appears very poignant…
After two terms of Ray “Nada Bonito” Nagin, who happens to be at the Superbowl today enjoying the last of his free rides this city is going to give him, we elected Mitch Landrieu in a landslide to be our mayor. New Orleans has a real mayor! Wow – hard to believe. We might not know how to act. Glory Glory Hallelujah!
When New Orleans was underwater and the whole world was watching as our wretched poor were stuck at the Superdome with the most inefficient city, state and federal government ever seen in a first world country, we all felt a little sick. Not many New Orleans people worry or care about shame, but I’d have to say during and after Katrina more citizens of this beloved city had become acquainted with it. Shame of ourselves,…
Today the Saints go to the Superbowl in Miami for the first time in history. If anyone doubts that New Orleans can throw the best Superbowl party ever – they need to be here right now. I walked down the bayou and my neighbor was blaring on her outside speakers OH WHEN THE SAINTS… and Tin and I stopped and did the crunk. My neighbors on St. John Court are putting up a 20 foot…