May the 4th

I am a proud member in poor standing of the Intergalactic Krewe of Chewbacchus. Spent a week at an Air B&B on Frenchman Street in New Orleans and got to see the parade of the Intergalactic Krewe of Chewbacchus from my balcony. The reviews for this particular apartment included the complaint, “The jazz music coming from the bar across the street kept us up half the night.” To each his own. There was not one but FOUR jazz bars on the block. Lovely.

It was a great visit to a true Party City. Four weeks later the world closed with the Covid Pandemic and life hasn’t been quite the same since. But it is comforting to know that there is ONE place where foolishness reigns. I can’t wait to get back.