Do You Know What It Means...

I booked my flight to New Orleans in July, which promises to be hotter than Hell in June. This will be first post-Katrina trip down there, and thanks to Alan I'll save a bunch of money I'd otherwise spend on a hotel. That's money better applied to food, drink, and other debauchery.

Not that it sounds like I'll need to spend a whole lot on that stuff, either. Some friends of friends are getting married and throwing a pre-wedding party as well as hosting a reception that I've heard promises to turn into a block party. Should be a good time in the Big Easy, as it always is. A bit messier, no doubt. But the National Guard will be there to keep the arguments over beer from getting out of control...