Duck Gumbo

There's a moon, over Bourbon Street, and it's not from Mardi Gras revelers dropping their pants.

It's from the city's eerie past, and the loving roll it plays in the writings in American literature, especially the stories of Vampire Queen Anne Rice. NOT knocked on the gate, but since it was daylight, he assumed no one would be around to answer. And while NOT has little neck, he was not going to risk it by coming by at night.

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Still he found less sound and fury than expected when visiting the home of William Faulkner. Of course, it might be because he couldn't reach the bell and announce his presence.

NOT had head that corn was a good source of iron, but he felt that this fence was ridiculous.

With all these height jokes, he didn't like being reminded how small he was. So NOT was a bit nonplussed when he was brought out to visit Bubba Gump Shrimp. But he found he did like the little crustaceans, especially with cocktail sauce. So life after all is like a box of duck.

After taking a strange turn, Dave and NOT could truly say that their journey  took them to the end of the world. Funny how the pair ended up taking Highway 300 out of New Orleans, to drive for miles and miles, finding that in the end, the highway just ends. Despite everything while there, NOT felt fine.

After finding the end of everything, it was time to relax in the gardens that New Orleans is so famous for. NOT still needed to be careful though - most of the plants there were bigger than he is. (Again with a short joke) Sara Hanig was there to protect him.

Leaving New Orleans was a bittersweet step. NOT and Dave stop to contemplate the mighty Mississippi, which was being crossed for the final time this journey. So long to Old Man River.

Photos (and some puns) courtesy of David Backman

Prepared Fall 1999.  Last updated June 2006