Walking down Polk Street and taking a left onto Sutter, I passed the entrance to one of the many bars just as a rather rotund fellow came stumbling out. He said something to me, rather excitedly but I had ear phones on and couldn’t hear him. Again, we do that here so random strangers typically don’t try to talk to us, but he was insistent. … Continue reading It happened again last night…
Only wish I could go to support, best I could do was buy the T-shirt. Best to all, best to the victims and the second line culture… Have a nice day. Continue reading Get Thee to the Benefit…Tipitina’s tonight!
Once upon a time, there was a tween named Billy in New Orleans, not yet a teenager, but no longer a small boy. He’d been having a difficult life, but his mother taught him the best she could. Billy loved his mother and Billy loved his house. Billy loved his friends and Billy loved his faithful dog, Rex, more than anything. One day, after school, … Continue reading An OPP Bedtime Story…
Drake Toulouse: Photography and Words 