Hey, Mr. Sunshine

I stood in the French Quarter today. Specifically, I stood in Jackson Square. It was 55 degrees, but the sun was shining and the people were happy. It’s a tourist weekend here, and yesterday, the weather did not make friends. The weather was so bad that everything 750,000 people came here for was canceled.

My parents in Wisconsin got feet of snow. We got rain. Lots of rain. And while snow is inarguably worse, people of Wisconsin simply hunkered down and prom kids sighed and waited another week for fancy hair and drunken limo sex. Here in New Orleans? Well, tourists sat in cheap hotels and drank sazeracs and French 75s. Depending on where they came from, there was definitely fancy hair and some Uber sex. I also expect there were arguments. “Don’t you touch my hair. Tomorrow I need this high hair. Tonight you asshole, pull on som’tin else.”

But today, you’d never know it. The sun was shining, the music was loud, and the people were happy.

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