No Luck NOLA...

I'll start out by saying that last week was great. Brad came down for a little visit before I head back out on tour, and we had a great time. I feel like every time that he visits, it's like an episode of Green Acres. He's totally Zsa Zsa!

Well, we had a great week of rest and relaxation. We had a salon day with my mom, and we both got a 2 hr massage. And thanks to Dad, we had great breakfast every morning...

On Friday we planned to head on down to New Orleans for the night. Our friend David lives down there, so we were going to hang out with him, and enjoy a night out in the Big Easy.

Now, I don't get what people see in NOLA. Or at least the night life. Well, the gay night life.

I've been to bars ALL OVER this planet, and I can honestly say that NOLA is pretty lame.

Maybe it's because we were there on a Friday - I dunno. First off, these bars need a make over. These bars aren't Babylon from Queer as Folk. Secondly, there might have been one or two people that we thought were cute. It was mostly old men, or just tragic Louisiana gays. The music was ok - nothing to write home about. And no one talks to anyone else - they just stay in the little circle of friends that they came with. It's lamesauce, folks.

That was my second trip there in 2 weeks. I went the Friday before, and it wasn't any better. Sorry NOLA, but I can stay in Lafayette to have a lame time - and at least I know most of the people here, and it's only 15 min from my house!

One fun thing - Bulldog - one of the strippers.

And he gave me his card. Meatpistols.com.

Classy!