In the wee New Orleans hours, a discussion takes place. Manhole Cover: “Hey buddy, what happened to you?” Sidewalk: “I don’t want to talk about it.” Manhole: “How did you get all caved-in like that?” Sidewalk: “I don’t want to talk about it.” Manhole: “I’m just trying to […]
The members of the Dumbass Gang should have known that the bank robbery was not going to work out in their favor when they hired Ernie the Milkman as their getaway driver… Note: This is Exhibit #3 in Bonnywood’s March Madness. Details found here.
Ah, New Orleans. As this photo shows, the city is filled with many examples of lavish, exquisite architecture in the most unexpected places. Who wouldn’t enjoy walking out onto what, in other cities, would simply be a mundane, unexceptional balcony on a modest townhome, and instead finding this […]
Mardi Gras in the French Quarter of New Orleans, the morning after. Some would call it “Ash Wednesday”, but there was no one awake to make that call. (The two people you can see don’t count. They have been wandering the streets all night in search of their […]
Becky Thatcher: “I sure as hell ain’t goin’ up there.” Tom Sawyer: “But Huck said all the answers we ever wanted is at the top of those stairs.” Becky: “Huck is a twit. That’s what he gets for runnin’ around barefoot all the time. The stupid just sucks […]
Melva, far left: “Well, I do declare. Look at that mess over there!” Gertrude, middlin’ left: “Honey, this is New Awlins. We got mess everywhere. Which one you talkin’ ‘bout?” Melva: “Right there in front of your dadgum eyes, woman. You go off and leave you spectacles back […]
House #1: “I really don’t like the house to my left. Somebody up in there plays the Zydeco music like Jesus is coming every night. They leave crap in their backyard that really just needs to be thrown in a dumpster. And what the hell are they doing […]
Monty, lower: “Thank you for using our Touchless Delivery Service.” Kate, upper: “As if I had any choice. This wretched caramba-virus has made a mess of things.” Monty: “It’s corona.” Kate: “What! I didn’t order any beer. How absurd. I have never stooped to such levels of depravity […]
With the introduction of the Otis Autotronic Elevator on Tulane Street in New Orleans, Bridgette was hired as a spokesperson to allay the fears of the local citizenry that placing your faith in a moving metal box could lead to debauchery and Democratic-voting. Sadly, Bridgette was unable to […]
Note: This is an older post, so the babblings about an impending adventure no longer apply, at least not at the moment. As my last two missives concerned New Orleans, the lovely Angie at “King Ben’s Grandma” requested that I share more Nifty Nuggets from NOLA. Here’s another […]
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