We went down the street from our house to "under the overpass", where the bands sound best and ALWAYS stop to whoop it up, and caught Zulu and as much of Rex as we could take.
Good people watching:
Love the outfit:
This blog began as a place to present a range of pictures, normal-ish to bizarre, of New Orleans, post-Katrina. Now, it contains more elements of my life and art. Comments and pictures from the long lasting aftershocks of the storm will crop up from time to time. If you want to view post-Katrina photos, see the earliest archives.