Waitin' on a Gumbo...

Smooth trip from CT to Newark with Barry reluctantly on the EZ Pass and Mark in the back seat playing Let's Make a Deal on his Blackberry.  Continental flight on time.  Yeah, got stuck in the middle seat between Barry and some jerk who stuffed his face with Skittles the whole flight.  Real nice (or, as Gene, just returned from France, would say: Nice).  Touched down at Louis Armstrong around 11:30 pm; Garland right there with chicken wings and some ice cold ones for the trip into Nola.  A quick check-in gets us over to Lucy's where we find we must have missed a hellava party.  The side street is blocked off and a stage is set up for Cinco de Mayo.  A couple Abita Ambers and some stupid video golf (the PHS actually know how to play!) across the street at Kangaroo Vic's.  Enough.  Tired.