The nonstop tour
Last night after our friend made us the BEST LASAGNA I HAVE EVER TASTED, and some delicious red wine, we decided to rally to take them out on the nonstop New Orleans tour. We put on wigs – I wore blonde and T wore pink – and got dolled up and went to the Spotted Cat with our boys to hear the Jazz Vipers. It was perfect for our Croatian guys who smoke nonstop to stand there watching these six guys play music with cigarettes dangling from their mouths.
But wait there’s more.
Then we headed to Phoenix for a little S&M on film and introduction to our own NOLA leather bar on Elysian Fields. Sometimes you just have to drop in to see what condition your condition is in and our condition has been precariously exhausted but a hot bubble bath had helped to revive me earlier. We ran into another friend there and told him we were acting tour guides and were rallying for our friends as well as getting all adult spontaneity out before we become largely housebound.
The tour continues tonight as one of our boys celebrates his birthday in typical New Orleans food and wine indulgent fashion. Next stop, Dick & Jenny’s.