Posts tagged NOLABlogger

New Blogger in Town

July 19th, 2008 by Loki

It would seem we have a new blogger here in New Orleans, a recent transplant named Jezebel. From the first post I can tell its going to be refreshing seeing the city through new eyes. Check it out and say hello, it won’t hurt. This time…

Loki, HumidCity Founder

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Benign and Lewd Order of the Garrulous

February 2nd, 2007 by Loki

A proposed marching hymn for the incipient dawning of the Benign and Lewd Order of the Garrulous (B.L.O.G), with all due apologes to Fats Domino!

It’s time I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans
I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans
I’m going to need to hold my nose
Around those damned politicos
When I write about New Orleans

I’ve got my purple pills
Doctor says they’ll sure cure my ills
I’m stayin’ here today
Yes, I hope we find our way
Yes, I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans

You know its very rarely sunny
And the State has all the money
No use for you to cry
I’ll see you bye and bye
Cause I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans

I need to keep on typin’
Because my home is still a ailin’
New Orleans is my home
That’s true no matter where I roam’
I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans

FADE:
I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans
I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans
I’m bloggin’ ’bout New Orleans

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Schroeder

January 23rd, 2007 by Loki


Schroeder

Originally uploaded by Humid City.

The second in the series of NOLABlogger Parodies is the man(?) who started this photoshop mudfight, Schroeder. People Get Ready, this one is a doozy!

(As always, click the picture for a larger image)

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The Blog Before Christmas

December 21st, 2006 by Loki

Gather round the propane boys and girls, Loki has a holiday bedtime story to share:

Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the blogs
We hid from the rain, falling like cats and dogs;
The stockings were hung in the trailers with care,
In hopes a Road Home check soon would be there;
GBitch was nestled all snug in her bed,
While visions of levees danced in Adrastos head;
Maitri in her sari, mind like a steel trap,
And Ray in New Orleans, enduring more crap,
When out on da po’ blog there arose such a clatter,
I sprang to my laptop to join in the chatter.
Away to my Windows I flew like a flash,
But a Blue Screen of Death caused my laptop to crash.
The moon in the puddles of new-fallen rain
Showed American Zombie out placing more blame,
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But Poppy Z. Brite (she was pounding a beer),
There was dear little Sophmom, so lively and quick,
Standing in because FEMA had detained St. Nick
More rapid than ScoutPrime her coursers they came,
And she whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;
“Now, Alan! now, Ashley! now, Gentilly Girl!
On, Ernie! on, Blagueur! on, Slate (there’s my girl!)
I saw Mr Bingle he was at the town hall!
Now blog away! blog away! blog away all!”
As the waters that after the levee’s break flow,
(The Corps was responsible, everyone knows!);
And up to the rubble the coursers they swam,
With a wounded Greg Peters, he still is The Man!.
Yat Pundit and Becky, I heard on the roof
While Dangerblond carolled and acted the goof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Into my door Oyster came with a bound.
He had Lisa wih him, his wife Lovely as well,
Pearlgirl was cute as a snail in its shell:
People Get Ready, for its the Third Battle,
Read Nation of Morons, it disects the prattle!”
His glasses — they twinkled! his bottle how merry!
He filled, added Rox, and he dropped in a cherry!
“Its our Moldy City and I’ll never move
Theres nothing quite like the Home of the Groove!”
Then in came Mike Homan with a jug of sweet tea,,
And then Jeffrey joined us fresh from library;
We had jambalaya and good pepper jelly,
We ignored the mold, even though it was smelly.
Though the National Guard through our streets still do roam,
The Saints have been winning at the Superdome!
Its Post K New Orleans and there’s a lot that looks grim,
But we’re real New Orleanians and know how to swim;
We’ll rebuild our city, we’ll put in the work,
Despite C Ray Nagin and that “Dolla’ Bill” jerk,
Our Blue Tarp Buffet, it tickled my nose,
our new blogger friends have all lightened our woes;
They took a few pics, which we posted to flikr,
And they hopped in a car with a “Fix The Pumps,” sticker,
But I heard them exclaim, ere they drove out of sight,
“Happy Christmas New Orleans, now keep up the fight!”

EDIT: Check out Kelcrow7’s offering from last year! It’s kicks!

EDIT 2:If you wish to repost feel free, all I ask is notification and that you include the following at the end: Writtten by George “Loki” Williams Reprinted from http://humidcity.com/2006/12/21/the-blog-before-christmas/

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