vaya con pance

sometimes… February 14, 2011

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… soft tacos get too heavy and fall apart – forcing you to figure out a new way to enjoy them.



dig it February 4, 2011

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My last day in New Orleans was spent with the Habitat for Humanity crew, digging a foundation ditch and clearing lots and lots of brush and trash in the 9th Ward of the city… one of the hardest hit by Katrina. It was an amazingamazing experience, though an incredibly physically challenging one. It was very cold and I was operating on little sleep for several nights in a row. Still, what an awesome thing to be able to say I did.

Afterward the buses gave us a tour through Brad Pitt’s project area – Make it Right. The houses are architecturally innovative and one was even constructed to float, should lightening decide to strike NOLA twice.

Toward the end of the day one of the HFH volunteers questioned us on what exactly we did at AOL. The girl next to me chuckled and said, “We sell stuff you can’t actually touch.”

Ha ha ha, well said.

But, really, how contrasting to be there touching something, doing something, changing something and having an experience that you can’t actually sell.


you’ve got a Saint February 3, 2011

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Planes started to depart Nawlins with AOLiens on board today. Summer Camp for adults is over, folks. At least that’s what if feels like. But it couldn’t rightly end without a stellar final bash last night!

This time we rented out Mardi Gras World which is – the best I could guess – where all the parade caricatures go to hibernate when it’s not Mardi Gras season. It was like being trapped in a Tim Burton movie but instead of Danny Elfman for entertainment we had an AOL’s Got Talent show complete with Reggie Bush as a celebrity judge. Pretty darn tootin’ cool I think. He had surprised us earlier in the day when he showed up at our conference as a guest speaker. Side Note: I have some seriously talented coworkers.

Bonus Fun: I got to meet Charlie Brown & make my own Masquerade Mask at the craft table. My cup overfloweth.

My flight is in the morning and there are no scheduled work activities tonight (yay!) so I’m gonna hit the French Quarter with some other leftover employees in search of a good meal and live jazz. If I stop moving I will fall over, so I just need to keep on going. Call me the Energizer Bunny. Bwok Bwok.


what day is it?

Filed under: Uncategorized — gogopance @ 2:57 am

So much to blog about, so little time. It feels like I’ve been here for two weeks and tonight is only the 2.5 day mark. It’s after Midnight right now (again) and I have to report to breakfast tomorrow at 6:30AM to go build a house with the Habitat for Humanity folks. The Mayor of New Orleans is supposed to show up, too. We shall see.

So, due to the fact I need some serious Zs, I will just post a video (not terribly exciting) and one pic from last night’s party – the shirts AOL gave all the bartenders and staff to wear at the House of Blues, the famed music venue that we entirely rented out (roughly 750 of us in total). They had 3 rooms of live music + roving magicians & “freaks” + food + a yummy signature drink called “Black Magic” + really cool candles that I stealthy stuffed into my purse as souvenirs. Shhhhh.

After our organized work party concluded, a hardcore group of us (at least 50 people) relocated to dancing on Bourbon Street until 2AM. Quite possibly the best night of dancing I’ve ever had. So. Much. Fun. Legend – wait for it – dary. If you talk to me any time soon, I have no voice.


soooo… February 1, 2011

Filed under: Uncategorized — gogopance @ 2:17 am

… it’s only check-in night and we have already been led down roads from which no good could come. Road, thy name is “No Open Container Laws.” Upon arrival, whilst enjoying a native Cafe Du Monde signature coffee + Beignet (Pictured. YUM.), I heard a street jazz musician playing “This little light of mine, I’m gonna let it shine.” I started singing because, well, I know all the words. I even sang the second verse, which no one really ever gets to… “Don’t let Satan blow it out! I’m gonna let it shine. Let it shine, let it shine, let it shiiiine!”

Now, settled back in my hotel room circa Midnight and ready for a 7:30AM morning, I’m thinking that Satan sure did blow hard down Bourbon Street tonight… and there are still three more full days of this shindig to go. I’m gonna need some matches.

(Note: looks like my camera caught chicken pox, hopefully the lens will spit shine itself by morning)