For no other reason other than it seems like a good idea, I am going to detox for the next two weeks. Nothing too strenuous or rigorous, mainly just no drinking. I have some yogi detox tea that is actually quite tasty, and I reckon I need to ask Herr Google about additional methods / […]
I haven’t gotten around to that. So in lieu, three things:
Congrats to Mikey, whose team will compete in the DARPA Grand Challenge with two new friends/hashers of mine, Just Matt and and Just Aaron. Go Team Gray!
Tomorrow is the Red Dress Run.
Secondly, tonight is the first Saints home game of the season! Who Dat!, Bitches!
So a friend and skater, Archbishop Pummel and her boyfriend have started up something cool.
This July 7th (known this year as Maggiepalooza™), the first ever San Fermin in Nueva Orleans will take place at 8am in the French Quarter - the same day the original Spanish event will be taking place in Pamplona.
I’ll be running. […]
Mikey and I went hashing (wiki, noh3) yesterday - in Mid City. It was a ~2.5mi run, from Rock n Bowl, to underneath I-10, across I-10 off ramps, through cemeteries (and over their walls), to an unfinished bar (the Mid City Yacht Club), back to Rock N Bowl.
We did the On-After at the Yacht Club, […]
Tonight marked my first run (outside of last year’s Red Dress Run) with the NOLA chapter of the Hash House Harriers (a drinking club with a running problem). It was fun.
I went with Mikey (known as Tandy Ass™ in the hasher circles) in what was promising to be a very rainy run through City Park/Lakeview. […]
Ah, such true words, Mr. Franklin.
This past Sunday saw Bea, myself, and a group of friends playing croquet in City Park. We decided to throw in a twist or two: what can only be described as a vat of Long Island Iced Teas and two courts that intersected in the middle at a 90° angle.
I […]
Tuxedo - Check.
Coozie - Check.
Chuck’s - Check.
Ok, kids, all that there is left to do is drink and take pictures, and that will commence in 30 minutes.
Have a good Friday, Y’all.
P.S. - Andy, it was good seeing you and all, but next year do you think you could come for the right weekend?
Oh, did the St. Anthony Ramblers ever ramble this year. Best yet, I’d say.
Don’t get me wrong, last year was a lot of fun too, but when you aren’t bleeding from both of your hideously scraped palms, the day seems to go by better.
I think my costume finally came around on Sundi or Lundi Gras, […]
While the rest of the world is at work, we drink!
Happy Mardi Gras, bitches!