I’ve often said there is one positive side to a hurricane. It’s one of the few times when everyone works together to achieve a common goal. Whether its in preparation for the storm, or post-storm clean up, people that have lived on the same street for years meet for the first time to offer assistance in hanging plywood over windows. Strangers share precious resources like ice and gasoline. There’s a collective sense of pride in the community.
Mardi Gras has the same effect on people. [Bare with me as I try to make a correlation.] Blessed to live in a city that hosts a three week debauchery fest, we all congregate within a 20 block radius to join a party of which everyone is invited. The Blue Bloods, the Low Lifes and a man in a chicken costume all drink beer from the same ice chest. The common goal is to have a good time and we all share in the responsibility to ensure it happens.
So if you find yourself in need of a cocktail or even food on a stick, just let me know and I’ll do my part to get you what you need. It’s my civic duty.