On the way to New Orleans, I ran into William Hung and his mother on the plane. I just had to get a picture. He was shy and very nice. Click on small pix for a larger version.
Oh, New Orleans in August was very hot and humid. I get to stay on the very top floor of the Sheraton Hotel with the view of the Missississsis(how many s?)pi River. There were small thunderstorms most afternoons... quite a site to see from the full glass wall/window of my room.
I had deep fried food most of the time, and the last night, I was invited to Chef K Paul Restaurant... Now that's real southern food. Wow!
I managed to break away one afternoon and took photos of Dean, this hot local stud. We went on a long ass hike into the wetland. I grabbed a long stick and beat it in front of me to scare away the spiders, snakes and gators since I could not see what I was stepping on. All of this for my book.... all of this for art.
