Halloween in New Orleans
It was great to see the New Orleans locals that have come back to the city. We wore our baseball costumes again. I did a little twist though. I sprayed gold glitter on my body to give me that STAR QUALITY look.
Most of the party goers were dressed up in costumes. Some emulated FEMA workers. A guy named Leo looked like the Riddler on Batman. Leo had a simple black bodysuit with play money stapled all over himself. His costume was "FEMA MONEY". Lots of federal dollars have been thrown at everything down here. Don dressed up like an Egyptian Pharoh. Either he was sucking in, or he has managed to get in good shape. I was surprised how tan he was and to see his eraser-like nipples. I couldn't stop playing with Don's nipples. Something about a man's nipples... Grrr... Perhaps I have a case of "Nipple Envy", because of my own "ant bite" nipples. My favorite costume was worn by guys who wore camo pants and black shirts with white lettering reading "Mandatory Ejaculation". WOOF! That is a spoof to all the HOT army men toting around machine guns pulling people out their homes when there was a Mandatory Evacuation in the days after Katrina.
When we stumbled across Kevin, Keith and Bryce, none of which were in costume, we ended up hanging with this group. There is nothing like old barflies running into each other. Ahhh... the bond that us barflies have. In devasted New Orleans, the best feeling right now is finding your long lost and displaced familiar faces. Just hanging with these Bourbon Pub regulars, brought a happiness to my heart.
It is almost as if we gay men are part of a tribe. The tribe has been scattered by the worse natural disaster to ever strike the United Sates. Last night was a small Pow Wow. The drums are beating. Soon, more tribal members will comeback to the city. The Pow Wow will grow into a magnificient chorus of souls. The bond that keeps our tribe together will not be broken. We will comeback to the city. We can survive this.