Mmmm, mango martinis -they're awesome. I highly recommend picking one up at Angeli's on Decatur.


I gave one to my nephew... further proof that children can't hold their liquor:


He's a mean drunk. It's good to find these things out while they're young.
-I'm laughing as I write this, he was a wonderful drunk; funny, charming, and the dirty jokes were clever for a nine year old. ha.



I adore this kid. We had a great time when I was home. He was ticked off at me for not visiting longer. I need to make money so that I can visit him more often. I never met a kid so sweet.

It's weird when you have people that influence you to do great things. I have many, my mum, my nephews, shadesdrawn, Monica, and a few others that inspire for a moment like an apparition. I hate that feeling that I'm letting them down when I drag my feet on my creative pursuits.

I left my home town searching for greater things = searching for myself in the unfamiliar. I have the human urge to want more, but my discipline lacks verve and endurance. I find creative passion in New Orleans, but ambition comes to die here. I watch many people fall to their vices and put their goals away for hibernation; awakened only after leaving.

*Heavy sigh*

I have to go to work and pretend that I am happy and I give a shit about people and food. *sigh again*