Hello from New Orleans! I already stole the wrong luggage and drank hurricanes at Pat O’Brien’s and broke my purse and had one too many bloody marys but it’s awesome here and the beer chasers help. The guys here are kind of kind of skeezy. It smells like piss and puke here on Bourbon Street but the food is awesome. My friend Karen and I met a vendor at the bar and she was a theater major and now we share the same kind of sadness that people share when they realize the best years of creativity are behind them. So we drink! And we blog drunk in the lobby of the Sheraton in the French Quarter. Awesome. So actor musician evil overlord high priestess of awesomeness drinking to oblivion cheers!