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HOO DOO DAT February 8, 2010

Posted by The Typist in New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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After they took away my mini-Bring The Wood Bat (“you’re going to hurt somebody”) I grabbed this voodoo doll off of the food table and applied it as shown through the late fourth quarter. The rest is history. I’m either donating the doll to the Smithsonian or auctioning it off on eBay.

If you look closely (it’s burned out by the flash) the doll has Peyton Manning’s face after the on-sides kick.

More when I make a second pot of coffee. Or have a beer. I’m leaning toward beer.

Who Dat Says De Own Who Dat? January 29, 2010

Posted by The Typist in New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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WHO DAT ... FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING FUCKS

FYYFF. We are the Who Dat.

I think he might need another Gloria de Cubana January 25, 2010

Posted by The Typist in New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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after last night. And maybe a wee tot of Jameson’s. OK, not a wee tot. I think a bottle. And po-bo. And another smoke as well, all before that date the rest of the world confuses with Super Sunday.

Yes. January 16, 2010

Posted by The Typist in Toulouse Street.
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Crunk Before Halftime November 13, 2009

Posted by The Typist in New Orleans, New Orleans Saints, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
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How improbable is a New Orleans Saints Superbowl? The Yellow Blog tests the limits of Infinite Improbability, probes Life, The Universe and Everything to give us this answer:

If the creation of [the] Higgs boson particle is so catastrophically unlikely that it is capable of extra-temporally preventing its own occurrence, couldn’t it at least be theoretically possible to conceive of the cosmic fallout brought about by a Saints Superbowl as a comparable phenomenon?

I have to admit I had not considered that, in all the years since I went to my first game at Tulane Stadium, wearing the matching gold berets with fleur de lis my Dad had brought my brother and I, back when Chin Guy was the only mascot we had ever had.

I haven’t year heard all of Halftime by the Ying Yang Twins only because ITunes is being petulant, but last night spoken word artist/rapper Page1NE (that’s spoken as Page One) performed this piece at 17 Poets and I had to plop down $5 to get a copy. Now granted 17 Poets is held in a bar (the Goldmine Saloon, owned by poet Dave Brinks) and not in some staid coffee house or library auditorium, but I’ve never seen a poetry crowd yelling and pumping their fists to chant along before. Some strange force is abroad in the universe that may finally lay to rest the curse of Girod Cemetery.

FYYFF: Black and Gold Forever July 16, 2008

Posted by The Typist in New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street, We Are Not OK.
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Don’t forget about this event. The Wets will be back from the beach just in time.

I just had to add this stylin’ poster.

FYYFF

It’s Black and Gold Forever: A Fundraiser for the Ashley Morris Memorial

Saturday, July 26 @ One Eyed Jacks
615 Toulouse Street
Cover: $10

www.rememberashleymorris.com

Dirty Coast Press, The Rising Tide and the Big Easy Roller Girls Present:

FYYFF It’s Black and Gold Forever: A Fundraiser for the Ashley Morris Memorial.

Featuring: Fleur de Tease, The Other Planets, and emcee Andrew Ward – The Reverend Pysch Ward + Simon Lott, Helen Gillet.