Did Ya Miss Me?????
So, I'm back! No flashing of the boobies, but PizzaBabe will be happy to know I had men in my room overnight - a guy other than Mr. Bean and the first time in 13 years - and yes, Mr. Bean knew all about it!!!! No story now because I'm SWAMPED with work - but a trip report will be in the works. In the interim, I taped about 6-7 hours of stuff for Mr. Bean on his I-River which he will post on SATURNcast and SATURNdiary very soon.
For a quick review, the top ten things I learned about New Orleans:
10. I have a great travel mate in Ms. Bobby Brown.
9. Beer does NOT smell good at 6 a.m.
8. New Orleans is not condusive to diets.
7. 50 and 60 year olds can party like it's 1965.
6. Alligators love marshmellows.
5. Beignets are a lil' piece of heaven in fried fat balls.
4. There is NOTHING you can't make with crawfish: crawfish lasagna, broiled crawfish, fried
crawfish, crawfish alfredo, crawfish omelets, crawfish egg benedicts, crawfish poboy,
crawfish ettouffe . . .
3. Everyone thinks they are a budding musician - the next Louis Armstrong.
2. Baby Alligators are cute as a button.
1. I miss Mr. Bean like crazy when I'm away from him.
For a quick review, the top ten things I learned about New Orleans:
10. I have a great travel mate in Ms. Bobby Brown.
9. Beer does NOT smell good at 6 a.m.
8. New Orleans is not condusive to diets.
7. 50 and 60 year olds can party like it's 1965.
6. Alligators love marshmellows.
5. Beignets are a lil' piece of heaven in fried fat balls.
4. There is NOTHING you can't make with crawfish: crawfish lasagna, broiled crawfish, fried
crawfish, crawfish alfredo, crawfish omelets, crawfish egg benedicts, crawfish poboy,
crawfish ettouffe . . .
3. Everyone thinks they are a budding musician - the next Louis Armstrong.
2. Baby Alligators are cute as a button.
1. I miss Mr. Bean like crazy when I'm away from him.
posted by The Bean at
5:51 PM
4 Comments:
Hey, NiiceLaady here, who is having trouble signing in:
"7. 50 and 60 year olds can party like it's 1965."
Ah, the innocence of youth. Do the math. I'll be 49 this year, which means "partying like it's 1965" for me would involve birthday cake, ice cream and a rousing game of pin the tail on the donkey.
60-year-olds partying like it's 1965? Now that's another story. Ask NiiceDuude, who will be FIFTY-nine this year!
Glad you had fun. Did you bring me back some boudin?
Hugs, NL
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Anonymous, at 6:42 PM
Welcome home hun..Im so happy your back...Mr Bean missed you so much it seems he found someone new..Im sorry to tell you this..I knew you should have flashed your tits there..sigh..
Oh..In case he was a hater and hid it..it is...
DACE!
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it, at 8:19 PM
Yup. Mr. Bean got new toys AND a new mate. Dace and he talked all weekend AND Mr. Bean called and made fun of me!!!
Welcome home! Can't wait to see those pictures!
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Anonymous, at 11:43 PM
Thanks all - just an FYI, the guys in our room were good friends of Ms. Bobby Brown - 15 years worth. They got drunk; and Ms. BB and I were worried about them driving home an hour to Baton Rouge. They were in their own bed and NOTHING happened. So don't think anything crazy - I would NEVER do anything to hurt Mr. Bean as I love him too much for that and told him about it immediately in the morning.
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The Bean, at 8:05 PM
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