I am one of those people who is never more certain than when they are dead a$$ wrong. InA1a said NOSOC was on St Louis, I was just sure it was on St Peter, so I walked us around a few blocks out of the way and we were already late. Walked in, tried to take our seats in a quiet manner, Oh H3LL No, Michael insisted we come line up in front of the class so he could taunt us a bit and threaten us with pot washing. All in good fun, and they had not eaten anything but biscuits yet, GREAT, because by now are all really hungry. DH and I had been to NOSOC for the same class before and knew it was fun, but we had not been to one of Michael’s classes. He is just the BOMB! Everything he says, and I learned some pearls from him, if funny. We laughed, ate, drank some beer and some lemonade and had a blast.
We were all getting a bit melancholy because it was the last day for Me & my DH. DH was in favor of going to hotel for a nap, Herm & Deny were lobbying for a stop at Pat O’Brien’s, inAia & DH said they were going too and I could not turn them down. Love MY Girlz! I talked DH into coming along for “just one.” I called myself planning to have a Diet Coke or a beer, but decided, with Deny’s help ; ) to have a Cat 5 Margarita instead, and then, uh, one more. Cannot say for sure if two or three. By now DH had heard all the whining about how sad it was ending and was ready to strike out for The Funky Pirate to see Mark Penton. InA1a & DH peeled off to stop by the hotel to drop stuff off before going to FP and I went with Herm & Deny to taste the infamous Peanut Butter Burger at Yo Mama’s. I had mixed emotions, curios but sort of grossed out by the idea. Well, it was great and so are the baked potatoes. We all headed out to Funky Pirate and were shortly joined by InA1a & DH. Again, hard to explain how much fun it was. Mark was nothing short of fabulous. Deny & I were both hoarse from singing and hooting and hollering. Complete Blast. As always, it ended too soon. Herm & Deny did not last to the very end as they were tired. InA1a & DH, Me & DH all hung til the end and then were hungry. We decided on Clover Grill as it was on the way. Bourbon Street was crowded and off we went through the crowd with arms locked, bemoaning the fact that it was all but over. Suddenly she stopped short and had a frightened look on her face. I turned and saw one of those “only in N’awlins,” characters. He was a rather diminutive drag queen in full our Dominatrix get up and had a bull whip in his hand. I have a terrible problem controlling myself when I think something is funny and I shrieked in laughter. I told InA1a, “He won’t hit us.” Ah, there I go again being certain when I am certainly wrong…… Crack, he whacks InA1a across the a$$. “Ow,! “ She screamed, I was laughing hysterically and here he comes for me, Crack! D4mn, it did hurt, but not enough to make me stop laughing. DH was fumbling for his camera, also laughing and that really fired our character up, he came at my DH screaming, “Don’t pull that $hit on me B3otch!” I think he got a couple of cracks. Needless to say, it hurried our trip down the street. Mark Penton and his lovely SO had come down to Clover Grill to eat too and we told him about it. He laughed and knew immediately who it was. While he told me the character’s name, I guess I will keep it confidential, although I am not sure I owe that to someone who whipped me on the street. BTW, we had Bleu Cheese Burgers, Fries & Tater Tots and it was really good. Said our sad goodbyes to Mark & SO and headed to hotel. We made one last stop at Candy Bar for Bourbon flavored Fudge and found some Sour Cream & Onion flavored Crickets for the grandkids. We were pretty sure they did not already have some.