
Halloween Parade.

My hat says "Beer not Brains"- it was my zombie walk semi-protest. I'm glad I didn't zombie it up- it must have been the most pathetic walk in the history of zombie walks. Anyway, I'm not really sure who I'm suppose to be- just that creepy older guy still going to the high school parties (like from Dazed and Confused- only not him specifically)

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This is my new gf.

Friends I made via couchsurfing.

And again.

So many fucking people- this is a main intersection turned dance party.

Yes- a scoot with mardi gras beads- I hope she earned them proper!

Party time! Merlin there on the right was my host for the entirely of my NOLA stay.
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