Back from Jazzfest

Dude. Jazzfest was fun and the fact that my birthday fell upon Jazzfest weekend made it all the more memorable. After stumbling around in a drunken stupor around the french quarter, we headed for our favorite haunt, the 3 legged dog. Of course, being the birthday boy, I was given a shot of something that looked like it was regurgitated by a wild dog. The name: Chartreuse. Chartreuse is pure... nasty...incarnate EVIL. I was given a shot of this concoction for my birhtday and almost tossed my chili fries and hot wings all over the damn place. I hate you guys for making me drink that shee-it. Read more about it here.