Sunday, August 20, 2006

post 303. new orleans, 8.18, 19.

myron and fayard exchange digits at molly's in the quarter.

riz, scott, myron, and i outside the balcony.

palmer, jessica, and riz at the balcony on magazine saturday night.

me at rue de la course on magazine saturday night.
scott at rue. the scene? dead. everyone was apparently at the coffee shop across the street.

one of the katrina cottages. apparently, someone approached st bernard's parish (and fema) and said they could make these small, two-story houses for twenty thousand dollars less than the fema trailers. fema said they'd stop helping if st bernard's parish began using them. the best part about these? two stories, privacy, and there are modules you can add to it at a future date to make it a real, like, home. much more dignity than a fucking trailer.

uncle larry in his office at nunez community college in st bernard's parish. he's nominated for p-tech's (process technologies) teacher of the year award, a national award.






us at the mill friday night / saturday morning. nick, jessica, fayard, erica, laurie, febreeze, scott, jessica, and palmer.

fayard and laurie.

daigle and palmer, post snakes on a plane. it really, honestly, wasn't all that bad. a pre-fab cult movie, sure, but it did what it was supposed to do.

jonathon - riverdale's shining speech and debate prodigy, and erica.

myron - a minister and member of the christian varisty interfaith system - and his wife alyssa...who...uh...i forgot what she does. because i'm a jerk.

riz.

disguises with kate.