Saturday, May 26, 2012

New Orleans, and Infectious Diseases

     Tomorrow I roadtrip. I will arise at some ungodly hour, pile into a minivan with my two younger siblings and my parents, and we shall journey to the land of swamps, crawfish, jazz, and... Cajuns. In case you were worrying about the etymology of the word Cajun, it is French for redneck. I once dated a Cajun for a week... I don't really want to talk about it... Senior year was rough.
     Anyway, I shall be spending Pentecost at my Byzantine Catholic Church, St. Nicholas. I'm sure after that we will go get coffee and beignets, Colleen, at the Cafe Du Monde. Oh, but not in the French Quarter. HAHAHA, are you kidding me? It's labor day weekend! No, we will be going where we usually go even when its not a big weekend. We will be going to Metairie, LA to visit the Cafe Du Monde there. Thats right, the suburb of New Orleans. Where we can be sure we will not be running into any pigeons or bums. It takes all the fun out of it I assure you. I wonder if there is an Urban Outfitters in New Orleans? Just googled it, yes,  there is. You know what there isn't? A TRADER JOE'S! I feel like a part my soul is being starved. How I love thee my dear Mr. Shaw.
     Ok so this really cute guy was sitting next to me earlier. I got kinda excited. Then I realized he was reading a book about infectious diseases. I quickly decided it would never work out. I mean he could be reading it because he is in med school, but he could also be reading it because he has an infectious disease. I'm not going to take that chance.
     So, my blog has now had 3 views in France, 3 views in Russia, and 1 view in Germany. So I shall salute France and talk about bidets. Why do people avoid bidets like they are riddled with infectious diseases? (I should ask that guy if any of the people in his book got the diseases from bidets) I have only ever seen one in person once, it was in my ex-uncles house. We aren't on speaking terms with him any more so I feel like it would be more than awkward to ring his door bell and ask if I could photograph it. When we were little we would stand around it in wonder and then try to hold people down in it while we pushed the lever. I had a lovely childhood. In case you were worrying about the etymology of the word bidet, it is French for pony. I just researched bidets on wikipedia. I now know way too much about bidets. I am not sure what I think of myself. I feel like I am strange person for googling bidet and then reading the wikipedia article on it. Bidets just make me laugh thats just the plain and simple story. I hear or read the word bidet and I just can't help giggling. The other day I was watching New Girl starring Zooey Deschanel, and there was a scene featuring a bidet gone crazy. This is why bidets are featured in todays blog, that and the fact that the French now read my blog. This isn't some sick twisted obsession. They just amuse me. They make me laugh. Don't research them. They are strange things.

Question of the day. Is it Blog Spot, Blogs Pot, or Pog Blots

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