Just back today from New Orleans, where we attended the wedding of close friends Jimbo and Venus. In attendance were most of our good friends from Chicago, so it was quite a festive & drunken reunion party. I must say that I enjoyed NO extremely, although seeing Borubon Street at its height on an off-weekend permanently removed any desire to visit it on another, let alone at a peak time like Mardi Gras. It is simply on gigantic high-test kegger on steroids. I mean, the absolute permissiveness makes Las Vegas look like Salt Lake City. So it was a great trip, great friends, fun, and a marvelous wedding. The humidity was horriffic, though, something that just slays me; if we visit again, it will have to be a) a long time from now when the baby is a little grown; b) in the coolest month in New Orleans; and c) mainly about visiting restaurants because the food is extraordinary.