A Totally Not Funny Account of My Trip to New Orleans

26 Mar

Last night, the group returned from the field trip to New Orleans after a lot of driving, walking and eating. Everyone was tired and haggard, a motley bunch indeed. Although I wanted sleep desperately, I took time to login into WordPress to check up on what I had missed over the weekend. There, I found my first negative comment.

Without going into details, the commenter took exception to one of the posts and wrote that there was nothing funny about it. In fact, I was being cruel. God forbid that someone look at the idiosyncratic aspects of life and write about them. I suppose that finding humor in the mundane is considered cruel in the eyes of some. I really don’t want to step on the toes of the sensitive, so here is a totally not funny account of my trip to New Orleans. Although, a lot of funny things happened.

Friday

Left campus at 6:45 AM in three white passenger vans.

Drove to Laurel, Mississippi and had crepes for lunch.

Drove to the La Quinta Inn on the outskirts of New Orleans.

Had hash browns covered with ham, bacon, sausage and gravy at a local diner.

Went to sleep.

Saturday

Left at 8 AM for the drive to the French Quarter

Took the students on a historical tour of the French Quarter. (A lot of cool and funny stuff happened here, but some people may not want to read about it.)

Went to lunch at a food festival and had gumbo.

Watched parts of a basketball game at Margaritaville.

Had a very enlightening conversation at Pat O’Brien’s.

Marched in a wedding parade.

Met with the students to make sure they were still alive still present. (Saying “still alive” may be funny to some, but who can take the chance?)

Looked at the art being sold around Jackson Square.

Had dinner at The Court of Two Sisters and dined on shrimp wrapped in bacon; salad; duck breast; dirty rice; and bread pudding.

Strolled down Bourbon Street

Loaded onto the bus and returned to the hotel.

Went to sleep.

Sunday

Got on the bus at 7:30 AM

Drove through the Garden District and the Lower 9th Ward. (There should be a social commentary here about the effects of Hurricane Katrina, but someone might take it wrong.)

Visited the site of the Battle of New Orleans.

Had lunch at McDonald’s in Laurel, Mississippi

Arrived back home.

It was a fun and informative trip for the students and teachers. It’s too bad that I don’t feel comfortable relating some of that fun. With the next post, I will return without the stick in my ass.

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12 Responses to “A Totally Not Funny Account of My Trip to New Orleans”

  1. John March 26, 2012 at 20:19 #

    I’m convinced some people will find offense in anything. You could cure lung cancer and their response would be “That’s nice, but do you even care about the poor people suffering from breast cancer?”

    • surroundedbyimbeciles March 26, 2012 at 20:53 #

      I couldn’t agree more. Apparently, they didn’t notice the title of the blog. However, it seemed more personal. They could have read something that hit close to home.

      • paintlater March 27, 2012 at 02:06 #

        I found your totally unfunny account hilarious. All I can say is you really must be surrounded by imbeciles. Write like no-one is watching…pretend I’m not here. Cheers Sue

      • surroundedbyimbeciles March 27, 2012 at 02:12 #

        Thanks for your comments and support. It shouldn’t be difficult to pretend that no one is out there. I do it all the time around town. Ha

  2. Amber Hurdle (@amberhurdle) March 27, 2012 at 03:19 #

    As an educator, I think you are obligated to write without censorship. I’ve read a good plenty of your posts and have found no warrant for such a comment. Of course, if a reader is offended by your playful observations of the mundane, perhaps they shouldn’t read your posts. It’s not like this is prime time, network TV and your readership turns the TV on to the unexpected with their kids in the room. You kinda have to make a choice to come here. Next time I see you I’ll share my most recent ignoring AND antagonizing around town. Oh man…

    • surroundedbyimbeciles March 27, 2012 at 17:54 #

      Sounds like an interesting story you have to tell. The comment came from someone who thought they knew who I was writing about.

  3. sj April 1, 2012 at 15:17 #

    I really want hashbrowns now.

    Also, I’m offended by all of your posts ever.

    And that wordpress doesn’t want to show me your posts anymore so I have to come read all of them in one go. 😦

    • surroundedbyimbeciles April 1, 2012 at 17:28 #

      What do you mean they won’t show you my posts? Have I offended the WordPress gods too?

      • sj April 1, 2012 at 17:31 #

        I honestly have no idea what happened. Blogs I follow aren’t showing up in my Read Blogs feed, so I have no idea when you’ve posted new stuff. Oh, and twitter is all snaped up for me right now. I’m seeing about 5 new tweets, and then things from two days ago. So…neither is a reliable source for finding new SbI posts. 😦

      • surroundedbyimbeciles April 1, 2012 at 17:37 #

        That is major suckage.

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