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I'll figure out how to fix that photo later.

Meanwhile, he called to tell me that they were watching on of the parades, and a woman painted entirely blue with horns coming out of her head, came over to say hello.

She is Mrs. Chef's ob/gyn.

Update II: He's next to a woman decked out as Anna Nicole Smith, "with her titties fallin' out of her dress," and a half dozen attendants posing as her baby-daddies. "And she just spread her legs."

Oh, and here comes a guy in a Lazy-Boy recliner on wheels.

This is madness! Is there no respect for the dead? More important, did he get photos?

If all we get are pictures of his alarmingly cute toddlers, then he's got some explaining to do.

Cell phone reception was awful, at best. I sent at least a dozen pictures, but it looks like only a few got through. More photos soon.

How on earth can he type coherently at 6:30 PM on Fat Tuesday in New Orleans? I bet he's really in Branson.

I want to favorite at least half of those pictures, Chef. You done good.

My Mardi Gras Photos. Sorry, no boobies. Not that I can remember anyway. Oh, the blue chick is my wife's coochie doctor.

Nice stuff, CC. You seem to be awfully bold at taking strangers' pics. Do you chat them up first or just shoot away? It's something I'd like to be more confident with.

Mardi Gras is a freakshow, so people dressed up generally want to be photographed. But I generally throw out a "Mind if I take a picture?" And then I smile and shoot. Only one time did I get a "fuck off" yesterday, but it was a really drunk girl with her really drunk friends, so I just said, "Yeah, you're pretty fucking ugly anyway. Thanks!"

My wife is often ashamed to be with me.

It used to be really hard for me to take portraits for the same reason you stated. This sounds silly but if you get a lens hood people are more apt to think you're a professional and they'll happily let you shoot.

That's no blue chick, that's Lyn Me

I beg to differ, jpoulos, but if you look closer, you'll see that she's wearing the saber of the Jedi. She's clearly dressed as Aayla Secura. Get your head out of your ass, man.

Still...props.

I stand corrected. Same species, different character entirely.

(I've never deleted anything from this site, but I'm considering axing my dorkitude above.)

That Lyn Me's outfit looks like she's AT the gynecologist's.

Well, not really. The almost-nekkid part, yes, but instead of wearing a blue hospital gown and leaving her socks on, she's wearing an almost naked bondage outfit.

So there's my theory out the window.

I had NO idea who the hell she was supposed to be, except for the vague feeling that I had seen that character in a "Star Wars" film. Your link led me to her species, which led me to the Jedi character.

My sister in law is a nurse in her hospital and she's printed out that picture and has been showing it to all of the Dr's co-workers.

What happens in New Orleans apparently doesn't stay in New Orleans.

I'ma gonna fly me down to N'Awlins next year with a lens hood.

You got a place to stay and a drinking buddy.

Also, never forget: This ain't so bad once you get used to it.

Mr. Crawford was written two citations from animal control for the monkey and the alligator.

"I live for nothing else," he said. "I just can't believe he's gone."

God. That breaks my heart and creeps me out.

On Sundays, we grocery shop, and I usually pick up some "instant" lunches to keep at my desk.

So yesterday, I set aside my stash in a shopping bag next to my purse in the kitchen. This morning, I went to get it and it was gone. Strange! So I started looking, thinking maybe one of us had unpacked the bag and put the groceries away, or carried it to the cellar by accident, or whatever. No luck.

Knowing that we're both getting a little ... forgetful ... I checked in the recycling bin and the trash can to see if we'd thrown it away, and it wasn't there - but I did notice that someone had been through the trash and took the heart-shaped red Valentine chocolate box (empty) that had been on top. Then I went back inside, enlisted Mr. tizzie's help, and we both searched for a few more minutes until I had to leave. And when I walked out to get in my car, there was the bag of groceries, sitting forlornly next to the downspout of the Corner Market.

I can only conclude that one of us did, indeed, throw away the groceries, which were then stolen by a trash picker, who, seeing the weird vegetarian Indian meals in the bag, abandoned it.

Which brings us to the "What lessons have we learned?" part of our little tale. First, tizzie and Mr. tizzie need a live-in nurse, and second, even trash-pickers will not eat my lunch.

Heh.

Tizzie, it's not your fault your garbage pickers have no taste. I'm a huge meatatarian myself, but if I found a bag full o' free veggie Indian meals, I'd be one happy camper.*

(*Note: I did not steal your lunches.)

I'm a meatitarian too, aine. This stuff is pretty good, though, for cheap and easy.

Those meals look really good, tizzie. Thanks for the tip. Those types of meals are really handy to keep at the office. I'll have to look for them next time I go shopping for groceries. Now I really want Indian food for dinner....

Holy crap! Tizzie, that's some power you've got there. You got Christyl to finally post something. And only a short two years after we told her to join in.

'Twas not me! 'Twas the power of palak paneer!

Big fan of the Trader Joe's stir-fry meals here. They take about six minutes to make, and they're reasonably healthy.

Aargh. Just found out the Louisville Lebowskifest is gonna be on my b-day this year. I want to go, but the very idea of heading south during the summer makes me weep. (I'm a cold-weather girl.)

I guarantee it will be hotter than hell in Loo'vul in July, Miss Aine. But the heat really ties the fest together.

You could come down this weekend for the North Texas Irish Festival. We're going on Sunday. The weather's perfect!

Ooh, yay -- Irish festivals. You know my weak spot, ufez. :) And the Granuaile thing at the Cultural area looks cool. She kicked some ass in her day. Always did like to hear stories about her.

Sucks that Tommy Makem had to cancel on you. Guess that's a sign his cancer treatment's not going quite as well as expected. Damn. I was hoping that was going to change.

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