"It's a mixed message town right now."

Click on the photo (or here) for further insight into New Orleans' current mixed message. Here's one last Mardi Gras video for posterity--well, maybe not the last. It's a sampler platter of characters I ran into on Mardi Gras, each one more outrageous and memorable than the last. Where else can you enjoy an "airplane" taxiing down a city street? Or Colonel Sanders surrounded by giant-sized chickens? Or a dapper older gentelman dancing with an Outer Space mermaid? A man sporting a permanently wind-blown tie? New Orleans, of course. A place where it's possible--likely, even--for traffic to come to a dead halt due to spontaneous dancing in the streets.

What else is there to do but hop out of your car and join in?

Where else can you get away with traipsing around the city dressed as Gene Simmons when it's months away from being Halloween? Needleess to say, The Three Genes were a big hit. People screaming everywhere we went "You wanted the best, you got the best!". We even got called out by Peaches at her show at One Eyed Jacks. You simply haven't lived 'till someone yells "WE GOT KISS IN THE HOUSE!!!" in referrence to you from the stage of their own concert. It rocked. Next year we plan to add spandex.

I wanted so very much to have some coherent footage of The Three Genes but, alas, it was not to be. So instead you get incoherent footage of the Three Genes. Too much wine, too much giggling and way too much of Gene #3 pushing the buttons of the ridiculous "Mayor in Your Pocket" key chain trinket he aquired on Decatur Street, duplicating his tendency to say exactly the wrong thing at exactly the wrong time.

One last Mardi Gras highlight was not caught on film...I'll write about it later. It's a doozy.