Night Three: Gebauchery

Saturday | October 18

It looked like it was going to be another solid night out.

We started with dinner and some big-ass beers.



We even had our standard crowning/beading ceremony.




But then the shiny-haired one decided that it would be better if we bought alcohol to drink at home.




But once we got home, they decided to stay home.



SADFACE.



Happily, Supercuts had put me in touch with his fun and fabulous friend Katrina (no joke), who apparently knew everyone in the New Orleans gay scene.



I met Katrina at the Bourbon Pub. Possibly the most fun gay bar I have ever been to.

The downstairs features a wrap-around bar (good for checking people out) complete with dancers and video screens playing the poppiest collection of music videos (the moment they played David Archuleta's "Crush" I was done).

Upstairs there is another circular bar as well as a dancefloor.

There's also a giant wraparound balcony which allows you to look out onto Bourbon St. and people-watch.

Basically anywhere you go in the bar there are multiple sources of visual stimuli.

Here's how it looks in the daytime.



So amazing.

So, Katrina proved to be as fun as Supercuts had described.



Drinks were cheap.

And Katrina knew everyone at the bar.

So by the end of the night I had a number of cute new friends!






In the morning, I woke up next to Felix wearing the fanciest wool Lacoste sock I have ever seen in my life.



No idea where it came from.

Anne thought it was the funniest thing ever.

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I'm just glad I didn't end up like this:

NOLA Day 3: Sausages and Costume Shopping!

Saturday | October 18

After waking around noon, we walked over to this square where Jazz was playing and they were serving bbq goodness.




Yum to alligator hamburgers and snausages.




Following this we stopped by a huge halloween store to pick out costumes for Halloween.





I found an awesome pilot uniform which apparently looked so good that it inspired other people in the store to instantly pick up pilot uniforms as well.



For Anne I found a sweet Belle costume.

Wouldn't she make the most perfect Belle?



Felix decided to go with the co-pilot (or wingman) uniform as well.



Halloween is the best holiday ever!



As much as I wanted Anne to be Belle for Halloween (and Phil to be Beast), she opted also to get the pilot uniforms for her and Phil.

I must say she did look sexy.



HALLOWEEEEEEEN!!!!





God people in New Orleans are so fat.

New Orleans: Night Two

Friday | October 16

Behold: The 64 oz. beer.





Behold: The Alligator Nugget.



While we were on the Bourbon St. by a crazy one-eyed woman who fined us for "Not Enough Hootin' and Hollerin'"...



So we stepped it up a notch...





The bars on Bourbon St. are fun because they all have balconies overlooking the street.

Great for people watching.

(Or, in the case of New Orleans, obese-watching.)





Yuck.



We ended up at a Karoake bar...







Then found some donkeys.





Then bar hopped, picking up several rounds of Hurricanes.








Wheeee!



Our big-brained Felix-friend decided it would be a great idea to stop into Felix's for late-night snacks.



Felix-friend thought a dozen oysters would hit the spot.



Anne and I looked at each other and said gross and started eating saltines.

Felix proceeded to wastedfaced-ly suck down a dozen raw oysters.



Yuck.



We were ready to go. But Felix said "no no no no no, there's more foooooood coming..."

When we asked him what, he swung his head around a few times before saying he couldn't remember.

Anne rolled her eyes and asked the bartender what else Felix had ordered.

He said, "Um....a hamburger.....well-done."

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Felix proceeded to unwrap and drop the hamburger on the street before anyone had a chance to enjoy its charred goodness.

Well done Felix. Well done.