Well, the ever-popular Mardi Gras is creeping closer and closer. I look at downtown New Orleans with the eye of the tiger. I can just see the sea of bodies set to form all around this area until the wee hours of the morning. All the debauchery and the illicitness sure to be performed just as the city closes up. Cheap thrills and alcohol aplenty, many will be taken advantage of, sexed off, arrested, and harrassed. I used to sit impatiently, waiting for the chance to mix in with them and catch the annual sights, but I just don't feel that it's a good investment of my time. I don't drink and I'm not sexually active, so what is there for me to do downtown? Nothing. I would do nothing but hang, my clothes sucking up the stench of pee, vomit, and smoke. Not to mention the beast that parking will be. I won't have to worry with that, but I know there will be many who will have to deal with it. If you are one of the many coming in town this weekend, good luck, have fun, and be safe.
-B
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