n’awlins pt. 1

Ah, N’awlins. What a lovely, crazy town. It was over-run by sailors of various nationalities, here to celebrate the 200th anniversary of the War of 1812.



The conference was great, as usual. I taught a breakout session, which was very well received.

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The conference organizers are known for staging an over-the-top event for the final night’s party. Here’s what we did last year.

This year, a train of antique Mardi Gras floats paraded us through town to a private party at the House of Blues. We even had three marching bands and a drill team.


My buddy Karen and me.



We tossed beads to the cheering crowds …

… before arriving at the Voodoo Garden …

… then getting down on the dance floor.

On departing, I was struck by these words. See good. Say good. I like it. Could be my new mantra :-)

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  1. such wild love

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