World Tour continues with the solstice Thursday so get your Druid on.
Joke of the Week™ Three guys die on Christmas Eve and go to Heaven. St. Peter meets them at the pearly gates saying, “Since you died on Christmas Eve all you have to show me is something that represents Christmas."
First guy puts his hand in his pocket, pulls out a lighter, lights it and says "Candle." St. Peter agrees “There are candles at Christmas so go on into Heaven" . . . click here for Joke of the Week™
Football5 days untilSoonersand Mighty Mighty Hornssign Class of 2018 when there will be much rejoicing.
Fútbol Arsenal with draws during the week at Southampton 1-1 and West Ham 0-0 which visit Tuesday for Carbao Cup after Newcastleʼs visit tomorrow in League. Newcastle from 900 ct only at Emirates and NBCSN. West Ham from 1345 ct also at Emirates and
“Hurricanes aren’t too bad when one is trapped in New Orleans at the Royal Sonesta with room service. Now that is what I call a Reverend Tony disaster.”
That was the lead I wrote last Saturday morning, sitting on the veranda of the Sonesta. But waiting for standby on the last flight out of New Orleans last Sunday before The Storm, it felt more like the Titanic. We had even dined Saturday night at Galatoires, the last meal they will serve for quite some time.
This is sunrise on Sunday morning the day before The Storm blew in that Belmont took on their way back to Jackson. Belmont said that the birds would fly in formation first one way and then the other, sounds freaky.
New Orleans, March 2006
Our first visit back since The Storm and also the first day back on the job for Malcom, the doorman/greeter at the Sonesta who returned to work the same day we checked in. Malcom helped us get the cab out of town back in that other lifetime.
Malcom was evacuated to the Cajun Dome in Shreveport then wound up in Brookshire, Texas working at Jack in the Box and Dollar General Stores. The Royal Sonesta also sent him some money until he could find a way to move back. Malcom lost everything.
The story of The Reverend Tony™ begins in the lobby of the Royal Sonesta in New Orleans where my Lady Claire and I were waiting for her sister Belmont to join us for Belmont's birthday dinner at the Chef's Table at Commander's Palace.
We were sitting on facing couches and I was wearing Raybans, a cream Hugo Boss blazer, electric lime green t-shirt, and khaki pants, drinking a martini in a go cup when a nice looking fraternity type in his late 20s comes up to me and says, (this is an exact quote)
"Excuse me sir, but are you The Reverend Tony?"
It was all I could do to not goof on the young man but I could not so I reply
"No I'm not, but why do you ask?"
He says (and this is another exact quote) "I'm supposed to meet The Reverend Tony here in the lobby, he's marrying me tomorrow night." Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth, so there you go.
A healing experience
The Reverend Tony™ will rarely change the names of the guilty because sometimes the guilty deserve credit.
PS - Will the real Reverend Tony please stand up? He is minister at the French Quarter Wedding Chapel in New Orleans on Burgundy.
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