It was a good one y’all – Eric, Jason and i boiled 120lbs of crawfish on the deck, complete with all the fixin’s you need: oranges, lemons, taters, onions, artichoke, mushrooms, beer, Crack-Daquiri’s, Family Fun Center Pool, and a crew of great friends old and new. Here are some snaps from yesterday
“on a good day, i like to take my camera out and photography the folks on my block. I have an interesting block; it’s been called Little Juarez (before they evicted the Latino workers), the Dead End (yeah, Magazine St. has a dead end now). There’s a half way house which used to be the punk music mecca in the 90’s, still with no shortage of interesting characters, a bar, an upscale salon, a body shop, and a house full of artists, designers, photographers, and schemers always at work and play. Magazine and Thalia is just at about the beginning of the Lower Garden District (LGD), in b/t the upscale Warehouse District and the Garden District. So at this corner where i take my camera out is an interesting boundary and bridge of business and pleasure, recovering sanity, vacant lots, hispanic do-gooders, and one big ROAD CLOSED sign that no one sees.”
So here’s a few pics of old friends and new, on dat coinja.
This years Super Sunday was one of the best yet. Erik with a K, Megan, Coree and i walked around early, caught the 2nd Line down LaSalle and followed it all around MLK, LA, and back to Shakespeare Park. So much was seen: Larry Funk “the world is yours…” Chucky Dolls in Louie Vitton, Turkey Necks, Pork Chop sandwiches on white bread, pipe bombs, pick-up truck top shelf Tequila shots, and of course…gettin down to Reeeeeee-Birth and Troy Andrews…enjoy