New Orleans, you were a great city. You always had a titty to flash, or a drink to fill my cup. Now your streets are filled with people stealing TVs in a city with no electricity. Not the brightest bulb on the street. This is just proof; final proof, that GOD hates Voodoo.

What else could it be?

So, party people, start sending up your checks to the Red Cross and other organizations. Better yet, melt down those gold houses you built earlier in Indonesia and send the cash to the South. Or not, the South was due for a little house cleaning.

But it is too bad; New Orleans was a great place. The food, the music, the sights, the sounds, the smells, and the people, it was quite a wonderful place. Thanks to Page and his father for letting me tag along with them so many years ago to watch a Saints vs. 49ers game. Those images are firmly in my mind and I got a little weepy when I say the pictures of the city. For now, if you want to see New Orleans, I suggest you head to your local Disneyland…but it’s really not the same, and, sadly, it never will be again.