May 2009
110 posts
My wife is brilliant: http://tinyurl.com/cjqo8e
Sitting at the oldest Krispy Kreme in Alabama, drinking a milk with two straws, Afternoon Delight comes on the in-store radio. Perfection.
April 2009
108 posts
New Orleans, in photos, Part Deux: http://www.flickr.com/photos/lateshow/ ENJOY! ALSO: BUY PRINTS, YO!
What the??? Don’t buy Rockstar Energy Drinks! http://tinyurl.com/cydws3 (via @muglife)
New Orleans, in photos. The 1st set, anyway. http://www.flickr.com/photos/lateshow/
Turns out our rental car company pickup location closed at 1pm. We showed up at 2pm. FML!
You can have a warm cup of shut the hell up.
Seen a lot of mafia in New Orleans. So. There’s that.
Tattoos, biotches: http://twitpic.com/3zvxn
So, @omgsofine @kerrianne and I are all getting tattooed right now. In New Orleans. We’re getting tattooed in New Orleans. WORD.
Boom boom POW! New Orleans, I love you.
Me: Who the hell is THAT? Her: I’m pretty sure that’s like Zydeco Bob or Zydeco…Steve? http://twitpic.com/3zewn
Driving through the lower 9th ward. Speechless.
Old black man riding past me on bicycle as I had camera raised to my eye: “Heh heh heh. Must be Japanese.” … ?
Look, everybody! I found it! http://twitpic.com/3yzcb
Dude. We waited for the streetcar for half a milennia. Whatever that means. What *I* mean, is that it was a long ass time. Streetcar FAIL.
Waiting for a streetcar. Named desire. STELLA!!! http://twitpic.com/3xm7h
Beignets and coffee, Cafe Du Monde: http://twitpic.com/3x9a6
We’re walking in one of the oldest cemeteries in New Orleans. It’s the middle of the day, but it’s pretty dead in here.
They had to put this huge, thick fence of stone and iron up around the cemetery. Apparently, people were just dying to get in.
HOTARD!
OH: “New Orleans is like an awesome 3rd world country or something.”
Want: http://twitpic.com/3vcnl
Why yes. Yes, we are eating somewhere right now with the word “cooter” in the name of the restaurant. I know. It’s okay that you’re jealous.
New Orleans WINS. Bbuses here have the word HOTARD boldly emblazoned down the side. Heh. That’s my new favorite double insult. HOTARD!
No, Jimmy Buffett! No! Bad Jimmy Buffett! Bad! http://twitpic.com/3uj82
Rock hard abs? http://twitpic.com/3uejo
Lunch FAIL at the Crazy Parrot. Pretty sure those “buffalo fingers” were made from parrot. Ass. Parrot ass. Yeah. http://twitpic.com/3ubnc
Breakfast. Hellz yes. http://twitpic.com/3u2xq
Had so much fun last night partying hardcore New Orleans style. And also, OUCH. #ohgodIneedbreakfast
Crescent City motherfuckers! I mean…what? I love y’all. Wish you were all here with me. ;)
Welcome. To. New. Orleans. Biotches. http://twitpic.com/3th9f
Just got carded at the door of a bar that’s totally packed out by a guy named Boner. This is gonna be a good night.
When did you get so punny, New Orleans? [?]
How’s it hangin’ New Orleans?
Last tweet didn’t have the photo and therefore made no sense. Much like my tweets after the pints I’m ‘bout down. http://twitpic.com/3t9ie
I’m on a plane!
The first giant Texas-sized belt buckle I saw? Was on a woman.
In all the dozens of times that I’ve flown in my life, I don’t think it had ever occurred to me until now, what a truly weird experience it is to share such close quarters with so many strangers, some of whom you learn are the kindest, most pleasant people you could ever meet, some of whom you learn are most certainly not, and some of whom you never learn anything about at all.
What is that you say? Tastes like chicken, eh? What the hell, bring us some fried alligator! http://twitpic.com/3su5f
1.5 hours into this 3.5 hour flight already feels like 6 hours. So says the guy sandwiched in the middle seat and separated from his wife.
So, apparently our flight to New Orleans connects in Texas which, I’ve heard is like this whole other country and shit.
Mmm. Wine. Wine makes everything allllll better.
Am in line behind what is, undoubtedly, the dumbest, slowest family ALIVE ANYWHERE ON EARTH.
Someone is parked outside my window right now BLASTING “Take It To the Limit” by The Eagles. Going to counter-blast with some Toto. Standby.
Mac problem, need help! Setup MobileMe today and now System Preferences keeps popping open, automatically and repeatedly. WTF gives?
I mean, how TINY does your penis have to be that you must overcompensate THAT MUCH with the LOUDEST POSSIBLE motorcycle ON EARTH?! #pissed
I’m sorry if I offend some of you but I EFFING HATE LOUD ASS MOTORCYCLES and the assholes who sit outside my window revving theirs up.
Today only Twitter special: buy any print from my Etsy shop and receive a 2ND PRINT COMPLETELY FREE! http://christophr.etsy.com
285. PEOPLE THAT HOLD THE DOOR FOR YOU WHEN...
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