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Recovery, Courage, Leadership and Nausea August 14, 2008

Posted by The Typist in New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street, We Are Not OK.
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As fond as we are of the Odd, there are moments when it seems Toulouse Street has slipped into the Twlight Zone, and hot in a happy way. It is like the fellow who wakes up after the apocalypse free to read every book in the NYC Library, only to drop and break his classes.

Receiving a link to this in an email was one of those moments.

The Award of Distinction for Recovery, Courage and Leadership to C. Ray Nagin? W. T. F.

I think we need to find out 1) who is behind this bizarre event and 2) let them know we’re taking this circulated email to be an invitation. I hope they have a big room, because we are all coming looking for some explanation of this insanity.

This event should no more take place than the ill advised 8-29 party the Mayor once proposed for 2006. What sort of people are sponsoring this? No one outside of the mayor’s own staff or family could possibly take this seriously.

Update: Read this, in particular the part about the hit-and-run victim. At what point do we declare we live in a failed state and either begin to organize militias for our own protection, or request the protection of the international community?

A hit and run driver, who left a Bywater resident and business owner bleeding in the street with protruding broken bones, telling the victim, “I never hit you”, can only be ticketed for a misdemeanor, and then only if witnesses come along for the arrest to identify him to his face. The Ticketed driver would not be arrested, nor the witness protected.

The police asked a witness, a single women who lives near by, to accompany them to the front porch, where almost a dozen young men were gathered, and stand there pointing out the one who drove the vehicle so cold bloodedly over her friend, while his friends watched her make the identification. The cops said they would issue a traffic citation upon her identification, but make no arrest.

She must pass this house on an almost daily basis.

Another, happier Update: At least now I am laughing: How long can the Excellence in Recovery Host Committee hold a bong hit before laughing hysterically? Thanks, Schroeder.

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Cajun Crack August 11, 2008

Posted by The Typist in oddities, Odds&Sods, Toulouse Street.
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I could just barely resist buying a can of Adrenaline Chicken. After all, “Packed with Pure Adrenaline, Its Cajun Crack!” It sounds like something Hunter S. Thompson would insist on putting on his scrambled eggs, along with some tequila.

Damn, I just immediately fell in love with that name. I hope he makes his own TV commercials. Somehow, the quirky local pitchmen seem to have fallen off of Planet New Orleans, and we sure do miss them.

And get a close-up load of that chicken.

Lest you think I have falled into crass product placement, let me just say that if Nino Thibodaux wants to send me a can, I’ll take it.

Happy Birthday April July 13, 2008

Posted by The Typist in Toulouse Street.
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And now for something completely pointless.

Thanks, Karen.

Destination: Furthur June 30, 2008

Posted by The Typist in Toulouse Street.
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If you can read this poster…

…you have been randomly selected for drug testing. Please report to HR immediately.

Necropodiphilia June 19, 2008

Posted by The Typist in Toulouse Street.
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When life in New Orleans just doesn’t seen Odd enough, we sometimes wander afield in search of, well, a half dozen severed feet washing up on beaches in Vancouver, CA. Don’t let anywone suggest that Canadians are a staid and cold people incapable of the Odd, eh? More ice wine?

Cannibal Creole April 15, 2008

Posted by The Typist in Dancing Bear, New Orleans, NOLA, Odds&Sods, Toulouse Street.
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And now for something completely odd and pointless This one is for Micheal Homan, who seems to have this thing about cannibals rattling around in his head. How about some long cochon du lait? Hey, don’t blame me. Blame Our New Anne Rice" (just kidding).

How many cannibals could your body feed?
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