So much for the holidays.

Woke up yesterday morning running a fever with chills & really bad sinus problems. Slept all day in the recliner in the living room and didn't come even close to a semblance of life until about 5 PM. Just long enough to take some Theraflu and slide back into unconsciousness. And slept until the alarm went off at 6 AM this morning.

Then this morning, I actually made it out of bed, got dressed and was about 3 miles from the house when I realized that the only person I was fooling was myself. Called in to the boss and turned around and came home. No matter which way it goes, I'll be miserable, but at least no one else will come down with this nastiness.

Geez....what an incredible ego trip. To think that I have the time & the inclination to sit here and make a journal online that ANYONE would have a remote interest to read is a real head trip.

But anyway...today's events. Woke up this morning in a hotel room in New Orleans after a long night of barhopping. A ride back to the hotel last night in a United Cabs with a wonderful female driver who SHOULD be on "Taxicab Confessions" ( you know....that show on cable where they have the cameras rigged up and the cab drivers talk people into telling every little sordid detail of their lives to the whole world???) She was AWESOME!!! Very amicable, and she gets to talking about how she gets on her blog every day and puts down what went on in her cab shift, and how all her friends are breathelessly waiting for daily posts, and how she hasn't had time to post lately?

Well, she gave us the http for it, and we went and lost the damned thing before we could get to it. Which is a shame, cause I think it would have been great to read.

But...back to the main course... We woke up and checked out of the hotel around 11:30 in the morning. Went over to the Marigny and had breakfast with Michael, a good friend of ours who lives nearby. As usual, the food at "La Attitude" was adequate but the service was its usual " You'll get your food when I damn well feel like hauling it to you..." self. For such a small restaurant, they had this HUGE Christmas tree smack in the middle of it. Musta cost a friggin' fortune to set up, and how they hell they got it in there is beyond me.

The restaurant had its usual eclectic collection of patrons and waitstaff, and was rolling right along.

After we settled the tab, we loaded up our big asses in the little pickup and scooted across the Quarter to meet Pancho at La Mina's ( neat little silver store on Royal Street near St. Louis Cathedral...) so H. could pick up some Christmas gifts. Didn't stay all THAT long cause the food we wolfed down about an hour before was starting to make its presence known, and it was time to head home.

Last note: On the way home, saw about a HUNDRED armidillos rooting along I-10 on the way back home. What was THAT about???