Two bottles of beer and a shot of whiskey

Wow though life has thrown me many a curves I am left with a dilemma again but I well not put you though my crazy world any more. This will be my last blog rant/rave or whatever I have made it. I'm graduating in a few weeks and will be starting anew someplace else. Though I have enjoyed the many comments and the ability to blow off stem, it is time for me to change things. You know how most people growing up fully believing they will be this famous actor or famous singer or professional athlete. I too was one of those kids but I had other dreams. Those dreams I still to this day believe I will get and that is what life is about, fulfilling dreams. Look out for me people because one day you will tell others in small talk that you knew me when I was just ranting on a blog.

New Orleans Lady

If anyone knows where girls in their twenties are in New Orleans please let me know, because this city is bone dry. Where is everybody in New Orleans? Today I had the day off for veterans day and I would usually call a few freinds to sit out and drink a few beers to appreciate the day, but today I had no one to call because everyone was either gone or working! I love hearing stories from everybody from the hurricane especially those who rode it out. One lady was telling me about how her and her husband waking up th moring after the hurricane thinking everything is ok and the next thing she know the floor is wet and as she looks out her window water is all way up the side of the house. Her husband moves everything he cans upstaires and after three days they decided to swim from roof top to roof top untill the get to a bridge. After getting to the bridge the wife beats the husband down claiming he was going to kill her because he told her to stay. He decided to swim out for a boat, but after four hours she started to believe he was dead and she would be too if she wasn't resuced soon. He husband returned after four hours gone with a small boat hotwired, and as they drove the boat to safty they picked up eleven more people and turned away many more because there was no room. After running out of gas at the veterans/westwend location, they hitched a ride from people to Baton Rouge. I have heard numerous stories just like this from a variety of people. NOPD, volunteers, family, friends, and numerous others have stories only nightmares bring about. I only hope that no one ever has to experience these events again!