Two Things

1. The crossing guard at Jesuit High School on Carrollton just kills me. It's spring in New Orleans, right? That means the mornings are usually cool and pleasant. Maybe you need a light jacket on mornings like that, or a sweatshirt. A baseball cap might be nice.
   
   

   All this week, during a string of cool, pleasant mornings when it was never colder than 50 degrees or so, the woman is bundled up like she's ready for the Iditarod.Bulky shirts, big heavy coat, scarf, fuzzy hat. She must be burning the fuck up in there!
   
   

   It's not the first time I've seen something like that in New Orleans. On a nice day around Mardi Gras I saw a little old lady working a fund-raising roadblock and wearing earmuffs.
   
   

   I mean, it's not like I'm from Canada or anything, but it never even got below freezing here this past winter. These people shouldn't even own these heavy-duty winter clothes.
   
   

   Maybe they're just sad that they never get to wear all their warm, woolen garments. Finally, they say "what the hell? Might as well get my money's worth out of this goretex face mask" and they wear it to work. And then they get shot 'cause someone thought they were a bank robber. What a town!
   
   
   
   
   

2. From TWOP's latest recap of American Idol. The reviewer is talking about John Stevens, a pasty little white kid who got in the contest with a crooner gimmick and has been woefully out of his depth since the very beginning:
   
   

   "John is going to sing 'Crocodile Rock,' the very idea of which strains the concepts of logic and reason so much that all the dimensions in my apartment convert to non-Euclidean geometry and gravity ceases to function."