Geaux Tiger September 16, 2008Posted by Mark Folse in cryptic envelopment, New Orleans, Odds&Sods, Toulouse Street.
Tags: Bolivar Peninsula, football, Galveston, Hurricane Ike, LSU, ND, New Orleans, Notre Dame, Sugar Bowl, Texas, tiger
No, not the football team. I haven’t changed my anti-LSU status yet; not if I wish to remain happily married to a woman whose team was thrashed by LSU in the Sugar Bowl after the assembled drunken mob to the last man, woman and child booed a priest (the President of Notre Dame), then booed the band so loud we couldn’t here them. For three straight songs. Nice way to treat people who plopped down big bucks to see their (out of state) team play in the Sugar Bowl. I’m sure all those out-of-staters will be back next time. Be sure to tell them to ask for the “Tiger” rate.
No, I mean this tiger.
Lest we be accused of being too serious around here (and looking too hard at the Houston Chronicle web site is a sobering activity to put it mildly), we’re happy to see that even among the desperate devestation of coastal Texas we still find stories as Odd as this one.