I really should read the local paper...

My friends who work for the local newspaper, the Times-Picayune, often tell me that it is the most successful newspaper in "penetration". While this phrase has often concerned me for a number of reasons, I must start reading it a little more often. Had I read it yesterday before work I would have been a little more prepared for what the evening would become. Surely they published a story, an evacuation warning or something that made every low-rent, mouth breathing piece of trash from the outlying areas come into town, like they were on the egg money. The best word to describe the bar last night was SKETCHY. We have a meteorological convention in town right now, one would think they would have given me some super Doppler warning of flying trash.

I'm off to the supermarket to buy supplies for the funeral party later this afternoon. Ciao!