French Quarter Fest
Bourbon Street
Jackson Square
Joe, Stanley and me. Joe may be moving to San Francisco in a few weeks. I am going to miss him.
The Natchez steamboat
E.Shrew cruising Jackson Square.
After spending most of the weekend in the country (where I live)... we made it down to New Orleans for the French Quarter Fest. It was PACKED with locals and tourists. It was nice to walk around and taste all the different food at the various booths setup by the local restaurants. I got buzzed early on Coors light beer. I survived though I am very flushed at the moment.
Jackson Square
Joe, Stanley and me. Joe may be moving to San Francisco in a few weeks. I am going to miss him.
The Natchez steamboat
E.Shrew cruising Jackson Square.
After spending most of the weekend in the country (where I live)... we made it down to New Orleans for the French Quarter Fest. It was PACKED with locals and tourists. It was nice to walk around and taste all the different food at the various booths setup by the local restaurants. I got buzzed early on Coors light beer. I survived though I am very flushed at the moment.
posted by Brettcajun at Sunday, April 15, 2007
5 Comments:
somebody had some hard nips in the blue shirt.. i know i am ass...but it is sunday and i am buuzzed,...
Another blogging heading for the motherland?
*voice of the poltergeist lady*
Cross over children, all are welcome, all are welcome!
Joe is cute, and I agree about the hard nipples.
Well while you were fluttering around the streets of New Orleans this guy was fluttering around some bear hunks in the Castro of SF. MMMMM! MMMMM! Did I have a blast.
And well, your name was just flying Friday night when I met up with Dan. Were your ears on fire? LOL
we sure are cute!
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