Author’s note: I’m presently leading a completely surreal life in New Orleans after Katrina. Being overwhelmed by the thousands of things I’d like to blog but can’t, I’m reduced to sharing only the most absurd of my observations in this new Wizbang category labeled “Surreal Katrina.” I can’t type enough words to paint an accurate picture of life in New Orleans. Consider these posts a (hopefully) humorous peek at life in a war zone.
You know your life is surreal when the guy next to you in traffic is wearing a Hazmat suit and you don’t get alarmed.
And you know your life is completly surreal when you realize you just drove for 2 blocks next to a guy wearing a Hazmat suit and you didn’t even notice.