So, it looks like we may have to rename New Orleans to New Atlantis. Brings a whole new meaning to the term “Deep South”. Yeah, that was bad. Sorry.
And to think, we’ve always joked about it would be San Francisco that would end up falling into the ocean.
I sent that link to Jonah on Monday, and I present unto you, my dear reader, the subsequent aim conversation:
Jonah: ever get the feeling someone is trying to tell you something?
Jonah: crazy
Me: yup
Jonah: fuck
Me: beer makes that voice go away
Jonah: ha
Jonah: until you slide into the Gulf
Me: i got some kick-ass my little pony floaties, brah.
Jonah: ha
Jonah: keep your friends close and your ice chest closer
Jonah: just in case
I almost didn’t want to put this more out there (you know, just more ammo for the Let’s-Not-Rebuild-New-Orleans argument), but damn. Smoke ’em while you got ’em, I reckon.
I saw that article the other day and thought maybe I should get a boat instead of a car. I figure eventually my second floor apartment will just become a first floor with a lovely 1860’s staircase as a dock.
happy birthday, booger.
Chirs OB says that’s all poppy cock.