Cheers to Newcomb

This morning arguments began in Howard v. Tulane at the Louisiana Supreme Court. This is the suit, and probably the last attempt, at saving Newcomb College. You can read more at nola.com and newcomblives.com.

Since Tulane's announcement to disband the college in December of 2005, I have been up in arms about it. I am a Newcomb girl through and through. Newcomb afforded me many opportunities that would not have been available to me had I been in a general college for men and women, such as the likes of Newcomb-Tulane College. Being a women's college made Newcomb a part of a tight-knit exclusive network. While not all women in the recent past took advantage of this or even realized what Newcomb did for them, for those of us who did, it meant the world.

I understand the arguments to ditch Newcomb. I really do. But there is a part of Newcomb that cannot be saved with the simple creation of the Newcomb Institute. I can't help but feel that eliminating Newcomb after Katrina was the Tulane administration taking advantage during a sensitive time. And a part of me can't help but feel that it's a sexist issue.

if you're looking to go to the game tonight

If you're looking to go to the game tonight, here's an opportunity for you -- hornets game and single wife - $100

I cant go to the game tonight, but my wife still wants to go. we are new here...and are swingers. if someone would like to go with her we are selling the lower bowl ticket for 100 dollars and then we could hang out afterwards. whatever happens happens. please call her and let her know what kind of fun you would like to have with her tonight. she will pick the winner from those who call. sometimes she likes the other to be persuasive and not take no for an answer. thats my girl!

so much drama in the CLMC

For awhile there, all the buzz on the craigslist missed connections was about the hot guy with the nice eyes that scooped gelato at Sucre. It sent the community into frenzy, causing e-fights over this specimen of man.

Then there was the infamous Verti Marte delivery boy. His infamy grew to such levels that you could read about him at nola.com.

Well, NEWSFLASH, New Orleans: There is a guy who works at Sucre who sticks his dick in the gelato. When the lights go out his dick comes out. Oh, and dude is apparently likened to a robot. I guess there is no change of facial expression when he slaps his dick into the cold gelato? I mean, I can't speak from personal experience or anything.

Or is it all just a late night plot by a drunken La Divina loyalist?!

UPDATE: Two of the three posts have been removed. CL users have no sense of humor anymore. :(

my bad.

Sorry guys, the Hornets losing last night was clearly my fault because, you know, I said no to drugs. You're not the only one peeved at me:

MG: how did you not do your part for game last night!?!?!?!
ALTL: I was at the bulldog...getting drunk
MG: I would have picked you up and fixed that for half time!!!

What's a girl to do?

Or, you guys could blame this guy:

Far from being his lucky charm, Eva Longoria proved a bad omen for her basketball husband Tony Parker during his latest game.

The San Antonio Spurs star missed two free throws during a crucial play-off game on Tuesday after fans of his rival team held up a life-sized cardboard cut-out of the actress in the stands.

The player was seemingly put off his game by the sight of the placard, which showed his wife in posing seductively while wearing a the opposition's jersey.

The mischievous fan was promptly whisked away by security but apparently sealed the team's fate - the New Orleans Hornets beat Parker's side 101-79 to take 3-2 series lead in the NBA Championship.

I bet HE wasn't at the game last night!! Now if only we can fill Monday night's game with life-size Eva Longoria cut outs and shark masks!! ALTR and I will be in attendance, maybe we can hand them out at the pre-party.

we all have our superstitions...

Actual conversation I had a little earlier today:

ALTL: i was sitting on my couch watching the game in my gym clothes
MG: i see
ALTL: and i got stoned at half time and hate driving like that
MG: i see it was the 1/2 time bong session that lead us to victory!!!
MG: be ready do that that again on thursday lol
ALTL: hahaha

Everyone has their playoff superstitions...I guess this is mine?

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Rarely do I laugh out loud at cheesy As See On TV features. But this one really made me laugh. Meet the Aqua Globe - it waters your plants for you! It time releases water for you plants based on how dry the soil is. And, it looks like a HASH PIPE!

Imagine giving one of these to your mother or grandmother. I'm sure my mother would love it - but would probably recognize the obvious resemblance.

SHARK ATTACK!!

Over at Hornets Hype they’re all pumped about “GOLD OUT” in the New Orleans Arena tonight. I think that, instead, the Hornets should provide everyone with shark masks. You see, Tim Duncan was on the road to being an Olympic swimmer when Hurricane Hugo (hmm…) wiped out the pool in his home of the Virgin Islands. He started training in the ocean, but, low and behold, "he soon lost enthusiasm due to his fear of sharks."

Wouldn’t it be funny if everytime Tim Duncan went for a free throw there was a sea of shark faces screaming at him? Or everytime he ran down the court? While the Peja masks were fantastic, I say shark masks are the way to go.

Going to the game? Well, you can print out your own shark mask with little assembly or you can take on a DIY project and make a shark mask (this is brilliant, by the way). For the non-conformists, you can go the route of the tribal shark mask from the Monterey Bay Aquarium.

If nothing else, someone please hold up a “What’s your WoW handle, Tim?” sign. I am bummed I can’t make it to the game tonight (I have posted little of my Hornets adventures), but enamored with the fact that Tim Duncan plays World of Warcraft. This information is second or third hand from a Game Stop in San Antonio, and the only evidence I can find at the present to back it up is some kid on the internet. However, I can confirm that Yao Ming gets owned in World of Warcraft.

Go Hornets! In the meantime, I'm crossing my fingers and hoping some balla seats fall in my lap.

Another reason to love CP3

Yesterday was a very emotionally trying day for me. If you follow me on Twitter you'll know why, but if not I'll probably talk about it later. Regardless, I went to bed early last night and find myself with some free time before heading to work this morning. I started reading this article on nola.com, my eyes just welled up with tears.

Before tonight's playoff game, the New Orleans Hornets' superstar point guard Chris Paul will write the name "Brian" on his shoes, paying tribute to an 8-year-old fan who died Monday night before he could meet his basketball hero.

Brian, who had cancer, wore his Chris Paul jersey nonstop, said Michael McMyne, president of A Child's Wish of Greater New Orleans, an all-volunteer nonprofit that helps fulfill the wishes of about 100 critically ill Louisiana children each year. McMyne asked that Brian's last name not be used to respect the privacy of the grieving family.

Brian's wish was simple: He wanted to go to a Hornets game.

So McMyne got him tickets to Monday night's playoff game against the San Antonio Spurs.

But at the last minute, a friend of Brian's family called to cancel. The boy had been rushed to the hospital with a high fever, she said. He died hours later.

sometimes reality takes the cake

Actual lawsuit filed in New Orleans recently...*

Lawsuit for unlawful employment practices. After the plaintiff complained that her job duties should not include opening defendant F's emails as they were sometimes pornographic, F asked her if she was in "the mood for a Mountain Dew," referring to the most recent email the plaintiff had opened which depicted a naked woman with a can of Mountain Dew inserted into her vagina. Later, the plaintiff was told by one of her female colleagues that all of the women working for the defendant were F's "girls," and that F only hired attractive females and expected them to take better care of him than his wife could. The next day, the plaintiff witnessed F and that female colleague making out, as they sat in the same car in which she was riding. Later F asked her not to tell anyone about the incident.

* While this is all public record, I just felt that I should take out the names.

NO PARKING, BIATCH

What's with all the no parking signs on Third Street? I noticed this the other day on my drive home from work, mainly between Magazine and Annunciation. Is something going on that I don't know about? Am I missing something really exciting going on in my 'hood between the hours of 7 AM and 6 PM during the week?! And what if you park on the street in front of your house over there but don't leave for work until 8 or 9 AM?!