Wed, 11 Jul 2007 05:01:13
How’s that for a teaser? And no I did not frequent her bordello. Get your minds out of the gutter folks. And that means you blondie.
T’was the night before the 2004 Presidential Election. Dr. A and I joined a group of friends, Romans and countrymen at the corner of Napoleon and Magazine to wave Kerry-Edwards signs and encourage people to vote out the dolt. We all know how that turned out.
At one point I was on the neutral ground across the street from Miss Mae’s bar. There was a tall brunette who a tabloid writer would call statuesque. I suspect that Ashley or Ray would call her something else. Anyway I chatted with her for a few minutes about how horrible Bush was and I predicted that Kerry would win. We all know how that turned out too.
A few minutes later someone (I can’t recall who but it might have been Bob, Cookie Tom, Julie or Jen) said to me: “Did you realize who you were talking to?”
“Nope. But she looked kinda familiar.”
“It was the Canal Street Madam.”
Adrastos 