Halloween in the Quarter.
Brace yourself, people. Today I am going to totally spam your LJ-friends page with photos.
Saturday night was a truly EPIC night – Halloween in the French Quarter! My co-worker E* had an inspired idea for a costume, & he transformed me from my normal status as a mild-mannered FEMA bureaucrat...
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katieledge: note the sweater!)
...to my superheroine alter-ego, Blue Roof Girl!
BACKGROUND: one of FEMA's many programs is called Operation Blue Roof. FEMA installs blue tarpaulins as temporary patches on damaged roofs. They are a very common sight down here.
Roof Girl and Blue Roof Man head into the French Quarter. TO THE ROOFS!
Quite a stunning pair of low-budget superheroes, don't you agree? We even had our little superhero act: E* would point at me & shout "Blue Roof Girl!" then I'd point at him & shout "Blue Roof Man!" then in unison we would point to the sky & shout "TO THE ROOFS!!" We did that about every 20 seconds, all night long. The more we drank, the funnier it seemed.
All good superheroes need an arch-villian. We found ours at a costume party. She was KATRINA, Evil Hurricane Monster. We fought:
We won the costume contest, collected a very odd collection of prizes, & moved on down Bourbon Street into the Quarter proper.
You can't say that things are exactly back to normal here, since I rather doubt the MPs are usually patrolling the city streets. However, the entire street was full of drunk, costumed partiers. Emmanuel, who is a NOLA native, was genuinely moved by the sight. "This gives me hope that the city will survive & be like itself some day."
Partway down Bourbon Street, we met another arch-villian, Toxic Mold Man:
This was the point in the night where things started to get a little hazy. We bar-hopped for several hours, then I lost Blue Roof Man. Then I lost the rest of our support team. I decided I had had enough, so I began making my way back toward my hotel. On the way, I walked smack dab into the middle of a gay street party, where I reunited with Blue Roof Man & a bunch of my other co-workers (always interesting to learn who's Family). At some point, I traded my Blue Roof Girl wig for a NFL referee's cap & penalty flag – so now I have something to throw at the TV when the Eagles are stinking up the place like they did yesterday *grumble*
When I got home I calledfunkyplaid & evilfb & shouted at them on the phone for a while. I also emptied out my pockets, which contained the following:
Thank God for Daylight Savings Time, because I definitely needed an extra hour of sleep before undertaking Sunday's adventures. But that is a story for another photo-laden post.
Saturday night was a truly EPIC night – Halloween in the French Quarter! My co-worker E* had an inspired idea for a costume, & he transformed me from my normal status as a mild-mannered FEMA bureaucrat...
(
katieledge: note the sweater!)...to my superheroine alter-ego, Blue Roof Girl!
BACKGROUND: one of FEMA's many programs is called Operation Blue Roof. FEMA installs blue tarpaulins as temporary patches on damaged roofs. They are a very common sight down here.
Roof Girl and Blue Roof Man head into the French Quarter. TO THE ROOFS!
Quite a stunning pair of low-budget superheroes, don't you agree? We even had our little superhero act: E* would point at me & shout "Blue Roof Girl!" then I'd point at him & shout "Blue Roof Man!" then in unison we would point to the sky & shout "TO THE ROOFS!!" We did that about every 20 seconds, all night long. The more we drank, the funnier it seemed.
All good superheroes need an arch-villian. We found ours at a costume party. She was KATRINA, Evil Hurricane Monster. We fought:
We won the costume contest, collected a very odd collection of prizes, & moved on down Bourbon Street into the Quarter proper.
You can't say that things are exactly back to normal here, since I rather doubt the MPs are usually patrolling the city streets. However, the entire street was full of drunk, costumed partiers. Emmanuel, who is a NOLA native, was genuinely moved by the sight. "This gives me hope that the city will survive & be like itself some day."
Partway down Bourbon Street, we met another arch-villian, Toxic Mold Man:
This was the point in the night where things started to get a little hazy. We bar-hopped for several hours, then I lost Blue Roof Man. Then I lost the rest of our support team. I decided I had had enough, so I began making my way back toward my hotel. On the way, I walked smack dab into the middle of a gay street party, where I reunited with Blue Roof Man & a bunch of my other co-workers (always interesting to learn who's Family). At some point, I traded my Blue Roof Girl wig for a NFL referee's cap & penalty flag – so now I have something to throw at the TV when the Eagles are stinking up the place like they did yesterday *grumble*
When I got home I called
funkyplaid & evilfb & shouted at them on the phone for a while. I also emptied out my pockets, which contained the following:- four fung shui magnets;
- an eight-sided charm of some sort that is supposed to repel evil (heh);
- a tin of merlot-cheddar spread;
- two strings of beads; and,
- my new penalty flag.
Thank God for Daylight Savings Time, because I definitely needed an extra hour of sleep before undertaking Sunday's adventures. But that is a story for another photo-laden post.
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Bring a party?
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:)
I couldn't agree more.
mmmmm
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Cool photos! Puts my Uruk Hai costume to shame!
Not a group, but a team!
TO THE ROOFS!
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(Anonymous) 2005-10-31 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)Inspiring costume and as a NOLA native it was nice to hear about the festivities. Gives one hope. To The Roofs! (Of course, I will be shouting this for days and no one will understand why.)
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(I'm glad you liked it!)
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But how did you ever find him again in the crowd?
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I haven't seen the movie yet.
Oooh!
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