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2001-10-03: Same stall, different angle
Here's the Shim Sham stall from a different angle.

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2001-12-04: Angeli's
So Brent, Brenda and I went downtown to meet Peter and Christine. Of course none of the others are Bourbonites so we all met on Decatur to get something to eat. Angeli's was the choice of the night.

I was a tad tipsy and broke one of my cardinal rules: never piss those off who serve you food. I had forgotten that we were in the quater where 90% of all waiters are gay, and after hearing Brent order a Chicken Ceasar Salad I said "Yeah, get me one of those too...but not as gay as his"

Of course my waiter was a flaming homo and found my comment less than pleasing.

Upon serving the salad to me he said "Here's your salad...extra faggy."

If there is an afterlife and I become one with the universe, the one thing I will choose not to know is what the waiter did to my salad before bringing it to me.

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2001-12-12: The Red Eye
I'm pretty sure this is the Red Eye. Since very few establishments print a logo on their toilets, I've gotten into the habit of taking a picture of the sign as I leave a bar so I'll know which bar to associate with the bathroom. This time I didn't do this, but the pictures preceding this one show the Red Eye, and the ones following show the Cat's Meow, so I'm pretty sure this is the Red Eye.

I found myself in a very ironic position that night. A swing song started playing and I looked around for a girl to dance with. I was actually pissed that I couldn't find the girl with whom I was dancing earlier. For the first time in my life, rather than feeling dread at the prospect of dancing, I was actually looking forward to strutting my stuff. The lessons were indeed worth it - you can't pay too much for confidence.



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2001-12-23: Kenner Rep
Whoever said that "The Truth Will Set You Free" was a filthy liar. If by "set free" he means that you will be free of the annoying burden of too many friends, he was right.

And one of the perils of being a guy affectionately named "Angry John" by your friends is that you are allowed, even encouraged, to be honest very loudly.
At a nice dinner with your friends someone innocuously mentions having read Atlas Shrugged. This sets you off on a tyrade about how Ayn Rand is a vile whore that has damaged society with her foul ideas. Someone else at the table mentions that while her ideas are over the top, he believes that fundamentally they have some truth to them. You glare at him fixedly and say "Well, you're wrong"

And, instead of later chastising you for violating normal social rules with someone you don't know, your friends all laugh and shout "Yes!" because they all knew it was only a matter of time before Angry John got angry again.

Of course you see my dilemma. I am like a dog who is awarded for eating his own shit and humping guest's legs.

And as the night wears on at the UNO graduation party at the Kenner Reperatory (sp?) Theater the truth flows louder and louder from my mouth. It is generally not a good idea for me to get into such a "truth frenzy" around people I don't know. As is typical I jumped from one tyrade of "truth" to another. I touched on business, the evils of women, college, the evils of women, and my history of throwing chairs at my friends heads (this as a warning to the annoying guy next to me who thought he was being clever by pissing me off).

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2001-10-03: Improvise...
Anyone who's ever been in downtown New Orleans knows that you can't use anyone's bathroom without buying a beer first. In fact, in a lot of places you can't use the bathroom even if you buy a beer. Due to this fact, it is quite common for areas that you would not normally consider bathrooms to become bathrooms...

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