No, Lee, tell us what you REALLY think...

Leeandra Nolting

Leeandra Nolting
Location
New Orleans, Louisiana, United States
Birthday
July 08
Title
Assistant Guru (not to be confused with Assistant to the Guru)
Bio
Proud native Hoosier who’s settled permanently in New Orleans. Mild-mannered gallery clerk by day, mild-mannered waitress by night. Live in an old whorehouse with three very talkative and sexually-confused birds and one very talkative bird that isn’t sexually confused at all but just wants what s/he wants, which is pretty much everything and everybody. They appear quite frequently in my writing. Former bedpan wrangler, radio announcer, preschool teacher, and freshman comp. instructor. Once accidentally picked out A Clockwork Orange for a make-out movie. Have a very rational appreciation for the works of Flannery O’Connor and the television show The X-Files and an even more rational fear of Meg Ryan. All my friends are drunks.

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FEBRUARY 24, 2009 8:29PM

Worth a thousand words...

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I could write a whole blog about Mardi Gras, but I'm too damn tired.  So here's the picture that pretty well sums up the spirit of the season--Audrey Hepburn pouring Southern Comfort down the throat of Cookie Monster.

Audrey and Cookie
Movies tomorrow!  (hopefully...)
 

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yummmmmy.... me likes cookies
me likes Audrey Hepburn
me got sick once on Southern Comfort...
I thought this was my year to be there. But forces intervened. God, it really has been five years since my last trip.
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, there's always Tomorrow........

Have fun tonight and let tomorrow take care of itself.

Monte
Brian--Drive on down! You'd fit right in. You totally understand the logic behind what happens on Mardi Gras.

Mrs. Michaels--Hopefully next year...

Monte--That's what I'm planning on doing. I went home though, around six pm. After being sans my prescription eyeglasses and in a girdle, evening gown, gloves, pantyhose, dress shoes, and heavily hairsprayed itchy beehive with a zillion hairpins for twelve straight hours, and dealing with amateur out-of-town drunks for the final three of that, I have a Mardi Gras headache and I'm ready to play on the computer for a while.

Happy Mardi Gras, everyone!
logic? logic has nuffin ta do wit it, cher...