Well Miss Ginger and RMM RM have made their cross-Louisiana trek from Lafayette through Baton Rouge to Metairie, and decided tonight since it was so close to the Mardi Gras that they would go into the quarter and see what was happening. The party atmosphere is definitely beginning to develop! First we went to the original Acme Oyster House for a fried seafood fix, then we wandered on Bourbon a bit while we drank our geaux beers and took in the sights. And believe me, they weren't "visions", they were "sights". Lots of older "Mardi Gras Tourists" wandering the streets, but there were a few crowded balconies and a quite a bit of bead slinging. And yes, "tits" were being shown ocassionally for those most prized strands, but, alas, the "end of Bourbon" (which begins at St. Ann and is MANY blocks long) was markedly quiet and all pants remained zipped. Starting around Thursday, the pretty boys will begin to arrive and they will flock southward all weekend until Tuesday culminates the celebration. Ah, Miss Ginger remembers fondly the days when young Boy Ginger would drive his '76 Chrysler Newport down from Baton Rouge on Thursday and float through the weekend on a cloud of beer, daquiris, and adrenaline! Now just the thought of all those machine-pumped, acidic daquiris makes Miss G's tummy flip flop- and not in a good way!
She was a hot tranny mess back then- now she's just a tranny!