My friend ex-sailorette informs me that her brother is now in New Orleans, and has gotten himself to the point of incoherence... he called to let her know he was having a really good time at Mardi Gras. He was somewhere near Jackson Square,
and would pick up a good souvenir for her from along the party's path tonight.
Wherever that is. If he can find anything after dark.
He'll find her something totally cool. He's like that.
To anybody else down there celebrating: let's be careful out there. And have a kick-hindquarters good time!