For over a year, my friend Jim has been talking about having a blowout 60th Birthday Party in New Orleans and he held true to his word.
Open bar. Lite bites. Friends. Jazz band. Police escort. Parade. More cocktails. Heat. Humidity.
About 4:00p.m. I decided I needed to rest. I relaxed and then found my Killer Poboys and then strolled around The Quarter.
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