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Monday, February 07, 2005

Mardi gras... 

every year around fat tuesday i get sad. i want to be at mardi gras. you know those horrible bumper stickers about "i'd rather be..." for fly fishing and so forth. mine would be that "i'd rather be at mardi gras." mayhem and i have considered moving to new orleans on several occassions. and we probably would if there weren't so many drawbacks... flood issues, hurricane issues, pretty bad crime issues, horrible humidity, high cost of living for the decent areas, etc. and we know it would be a temporary home. we have considered moving there as newlyweds and living it up for a couple years. then when we got serious with things (especially if we decided that kids were a possibility... like in a decade or so), we would move again. we got to visit new orleans once, but it was a very quick trip and we definitely did not see enough. it just left me wanting more. especially since every other person we told about the trip who had been there (even middle aged women) were upset with us. we didn't get crepe whatevers from this specific restaurant. we didn't go to whatever famous something or other. and on and on. we did pretty good for the time we had... bourbon street, garden district, trolley ride, etc. but it wasn't enough. and definitely not fair that i still have not gotten to go to mardi gras. so there you have it. of course now if i move when my lease is up, everyone will be speculating that i went to nawlins. and maybe i will.... the next time i have money to take a real trip, i think it will have to be a beach/new orleans combo. unless of course i move there...

and to the chinese restaurant i visited recently: why the hell are all of your fortunes focused on business achievements? when i am eating stolen fortune cookies for dessert, i do not want to be reminded about work. you piss me off. almost enough to stop stealing all the fortune cookies i can grab. almost... awww, who am i kidding. if i ever catch you with an unopened bag of them, waiting to dispense them in small amounts to paying patrons, i'll grab those suckers faster than you can blink. but i will not appreciate the fortunes. just the cookie part. i'm glad we've cleared that up...


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