Hey, what happened to hurricane katrina?

So August 29 has come and gone, and yet i did not write an insightful blog about the 3rd anniversary of THE hurricane!

oh yeah, i was busy shitting in my pants as nola prepared for Gustav.

But it was nothin', at least not in NoLA.  (sorry, still having trouble with my keyboard and capitalization and the shift key in general darn it i can't close this parenthesis.  

ok, i digress.

hurricane katrina.

more than a thousand dead.

that is a lot of people.

i really am too tired to be writing this, but i will continue on for a bit.

New orleans needs to get her ass in shape.

we have an entirely too large of a population that is either:

a. too stooopid

or

b. too ignorant

to be a positive force for positive change in our dear city.

AND YET.

we also have an entirely too large of a population that is either:

a. moving away to OTHER cities like austin or dc or ny or wherever else there is besides nola

or

b. too uncaring to care---that's right, too uncaring to care--- about the plight of our beloved city

or

c. too poor to facilitate change.

However, i am proud to say that i have the answer.

one day, when i am no longer a procrastinator, i will be starting sessions.

they will be called, 

how not to be a dumbass.

strike that, i want it to be family friendly.

How bout,

how not to be stupid.

perfect.

my goal is to instill levels of consciousness to people of all classes, races, and backgrounds. i'm gonna save this city millions of dollars, and a million or so souls,  by teaching people how to use condoms, how to have goals, how to pull up your pants so that in fact your ass crack is covered, how to not think that materials are more important than your neighbor, how to care, to really care, how to not be mean, how not to blatantly lie, how to put restless energy to good use, and how to deal with the other fools that didn't attend my class.

i won't even charge.  i'll just need a space, a chalkboard, an eraser.  bring your own seats, bring your own refreshments.  if you can afford it, bring a lot of refreshments.  

how does this relate to THE hurricane one might ask?

Katrina changed my life.  Gave me that little nudge called perspective.  Made me invincible to all, except for the times when i still feel that the slightest shift in wind could knock me down, bawling in a sea of despair.

i selfishly want other people to become better.

for themselves,

for me.