We'll get back to NOLA in a minute. For now --
Same as every year:
To get your year's summary take the first sentence of the first post of each month:
"I'm all moist!" Watch out for Rogue TICs! Lightning struck so hard, so close to my house around six, six-thirty this morning that the thunder rolled for more than a minute, shaking the walls like a (little) earthquake and catapulting me (violently) from a dead sleep. boy oh boy does it suck to be me today. Gone Clermonting. "I forgot! In your world, the sky is plaid!" I'm pretty sure I still have shrapnel in my hair. This time last week, I was getting off a plane, embarking on possibly my most surreal adventure in recent immediate memory. You haven't lived until you've witnessed furries moshing to goth music about angels. There are some things I should really learn better than to keep doing to myself. Such a fucking rockstar. Stranger things have happened, I'm sure, and they usually happen to me. Still...
2006 2005 2004 I... yeah. Just, yeah.