"that phylum is known to be boozers"

"that phylum is known to be boozers"
- spoken by Ian in Nawlins last weekend about the crazy pigeons wadling around.

so last friday (may 20th) i decide to buy a flight down to new orleans for two reasons....

a. my buddy jim and his friends in flight school will be there for the weekend

2. 4 of my fraternity brothers, that i haven't seen in 3 years, are on a cross country road trip and will be rolling through new orleans the following week

the only way to describe the past 7 days is "pure chaos". i am getting too old for this type of week-long alcoholic binge. daddy hurts. the thousands of stories are too long and vast for this blog. suffice it to say good times, great oldies.

anyway, i get this flight friday morning while in the office. i leave work at 3 (an hour early) to get my flight. i get on my flight and we take off. this pilot must of thought the 727 was an F-16. i swear we went vertical after getting off the ground. luckily i was sitting near the wings so the constant back and forth yaw motion didn't affect me as much as the front and back of the plane. 5 people threw up that i am aware of. it rocked! apparently this pilot had a hot date in new orleans cuz we had to of been at full throttle the entire time. we flew a flight that should take 1 hour and 25 mins in just under an hour.

the flight home can only be described as time travel. feeling way less than top shelf, i passed out while taxiing and woke up when the wheels hit the ground in dallas.

after having been to new orleans 8 times, i have seen many things that would boggle the mind. this is why i am scared. my eldest sister is having her bachellorette party there this weekend. after 8 episodes of watching girls do some crazy crazy shit, and watching guys do some crazy crazy shit in response, i refuse to even think about my sister being there. ignorance is most definitely bliss.