Mike’s next stop is in New Orleans, where he’s privy to fine jazz, alligator meat, and gorgeous scenes like these:

In New Orleans, all roads lead to… PARTY TOWN!!!

Let’s see what Mike’s up to now, shall we?

9/21/2009

[2:16:58] Talk about friendly. If you tell a new orleanian you’re a tourist be prepared for 3 hours of tips on where to go. Cafe du monde: great. Bourbon street: eh

[3:00:20 PM] Don’t know whats better: powerade after a jog along the bayou or this fat alligator sausage. Air conditioning trumps them both.

[8:02:41 PM] Im on bourbon street. Just walked by three cops while holding an open container. They smiled & nodded. Fuckin n’awlins.

[8:53:03 PM] Bourbon street… Live jazz… Cold beer… So much pleasure… Ahhhh

[10:55:02 PM] The douchebag in me is disapponted by the lack of tits ive seen on bourbon street. But the asshole in me is slowly getting wasted.

A blurry party is a good party.

9/22/2009

[6:05:20 PM] Ive heard beer before liquor, never been sicker. How bout beer before food?

[6:12:59 PM] Dale earnhardt jr. Is doin life insurance commercials with old pictures of his dad in them. I guess, if youre dad dies, you may as well profit off it.

[6:40:33 PM] A nice joplin rag played on a caliope. I fuckin love new orleans.

[6:56:14 PM] So in new orleans coffee, cream, and doughnuts is called cafe au lait and beignets.

A cafe au lait and beignets.

[8:26:30 PM] “New Orleans: we put the FUN in funeral”     best bumper sticker ever

[9:24:33 PM] Walked into a random bar. A random band was playing. They rocked “when the saints go marchin in.” As the bible says “make a joyful noise” thats joyful as crap.

[10:51:10 PM] I actually came to new orleans and have to listen to a band cover “isnt it ironic”. Jesus fuckin ballsack

9/23/2009

[4:10:05 PM] Wow. Dont trust new orleans taxi drivers. Fuckin ripoff artists. Now im fuckin stranded.

[6:10:36 PM] Im standing on a levee

[6:21:01 PM] No lie. The street that runs parallel to the levees is called Leake Street. Aptly named

9/24/2009

[12:40:11 AM] Holy shit. Katrina is the saddest shit ever. Everyone down here has a story. Each one is more devastating than the next. Im on a street car ready to cry.

[10:20:01 AM] Tryin to sleep at the airport but a crying baby woke me up. Add insult to injury, its the ugliest goddamn baby ive ever seen.

That’s all she wrote! Next time: Mike pays a visit to Seattle’s Skid Row.