I'm completely useless at work today. All I know is I'm going to Mardi Gras this weekend in New Orleans. I consider myself to have lived a relatively sheltered life. I have heard wild and crazy stories about this place and particularly this event. I'm eager to go, but I have one problem. I'm EXTREMELY protective. I call it "Big Brother Mode." It's good and it's bad. I want to go and have a good time, but part of me is already being extremely paranoid. I imagine it will be fine once we get there and I see what's going on. For the time being my mind is going nuts with what could happen.
Oh, that and I'm listening to an audio book on Smallpox as a biological weapon being the next major catastrophe. Nothing to put one in a cheery mood than a little old fashioned paranoia. Where's Big Brother when you need him.
