put a twenty dollar gold piece on my watch chain

“In America, I would say New York and New Orleans are the two most interesting food towns. In New Orleans, they don’t have a bad deli. There’s no mediocrity accepted.” — Mario Batali

No. 16 Lance Moore scores the final TOUCHDOWN of the SAINTS game against the steelers. final score: 20-10. WHO DAT

We did it, Y’ALL! We beat no. 1 ranked Pittsburgh Steelers. I can’t call it a comeback yet because we need some consistency, but last night’s game in the superdome was a BIG WIN for us. A BIG WIN!

In other news, my youngest sister/manager (she was interviewed in this post) came in town this week to do some much needed college touring and interviewing. So, I played personal chauffeur to her needs this weekend. Every single need this girl had I had to obey. She would say I didn’t really do that. By the end of the visit she was for sure sick of me, and at one point even had the AUDACITY to kick me out of my own living room because I was “annoying her.” OUCH! She eventually forgave me, and allowed me to re-enter my own abode, but it was tense for an hour.

Surely, y'all remember my manager. She is a lil dumpling, she is!

The great thing about my little sister is her sense of humor. She has a way with words and a way with insults. On of our family trip to London Town. She told me, “Your face is my bidet” (for Americans who may not know what that is: it’s a plumbing device to wash one’s ass with after they dropped the kids off at the pool (aka poop)).

This trip was no disappointment. We walked into our hotel room in Orange, CA.

Me: Wow, I thought this HOTEL FRANCHISE was fancier.

Sister: What do you expect for $13.00 a night?

Me: That was just for the parking.

She also told me that she raised me more than my own mother did. My sister is six years my junior.  I also realize these things may not be that funny for y’all because you don’t know her and maybe you don’t have a sense of humor. I get it!

DIE-HARD FAN PORTION: Where Y’all get to ask me questions!

You can e-mail me or leave questions for me to answer in the comment section. I love to answer questions- a favorite pass time for me.

1. i’m glad to see you are regularly posting. I guess you’re sort of sick of hearing that, but take it as a compliment.  Have you seen this picture. I saw it and immediately thought of you. Immediately. — Pepe (from Paris, France)

Pic Included w/ Question: isn't this great?

Thanks, Pepe. I love my internal fans the second most. Y’all are great, and let me just say that your English is pretty good. Not anything to write home about, but pretty good. Now take that as a compliment. As for the pic it’s adorable! ADORABLE. Is it funny? No. Why did this make you think of me? Because of the primate connection. I’m not that easy to figure out. Nice try, frenchie. How about this pic for hilarity (must bring expectations down a bit).

You gave me cute I RAISE you absurd!

2. Happy ALL SAINTS DAY! The anniversary when the New Orleans Saints were formed! Great win last night couldn’t have come at a better time. – Dana (from Baton Rouge, LA)

Agreed. Not sure what else to say to that. I agree, soooooooooooooooo WHO DAT!
That’s all for now!

ACTING PLUG: By the way I’ll be on  CBS, The Doctors tomorrow. Check out your local listings to see me on TV. If you’re like but what’s you name? I think it’s going to be PRETTY obvious who I am. My segment has Mardi Gras floats and Jazz music playing. You’ll know me when you hear it.

Who Dat? We Dat!

Salut! It’s been crazy long. So long that I’m not going to even do the math. I’m not going to apologize either. You can’t make me. Is it my fault? Well, technically, yes, since, there, are, so, many, commas, in, this, sentence. But on to more relevant and pressing news.

WHO DAT! Am I right, or am I right? I will again keep all SAINTS talk to a paragraph, but do understand I am very, soooo excited about the recent can of whoop ass they brought on the New England Patriots.

poor Tom Brady sacked... it felt so good

I think Tom Brady was in tears once he was taken out of the game with five minutes still left; the ultimate sign of defeat. Oh, and did I tell you the best part? I was AT THE GAME in the SUPERDOME! Can you believe it, loyal readers? Can you? Here is a picture:

A picture from where I was sitting! taken towards the end of the 1st half. random other nfl mascots in the frame

So, now the SAINTS are 11-0 with a real chance of going undefeated before the playoffs.

So, where have I been readers (I want y’all to know my grammar checker wanted me to correct readers with reader, does word know the truth??? It also wants me to learn how to spell grammar)? I’m still not going to apologize and I didn’t get swine flu (yet) so you don’t have to feel some sort of misplaced guilt for the constant questions of where I was at. I’ll tell you already. I was chilling in my beautiful (mostly rainy however while I was there) NEW ORLEANS for thanksgiving break, or holiday since my ass isn’t technically still in school. It’s hard to go eighteen years of “thanksgiving breaks” to all of a sudden just having “thanksgiving.”

What did I do on my break, and what did you fine loyal readers do on yours? Please share in the comment section. If you had more fun than me then I will not let your comments be published, but if had a good to okay to disastrous thanksgiving experience I will gladly enjoy reading and sharing those stories. And if they’re real all the better.

My break was fairly one of leisure I must say. It was a true vacation. Never had to do laundry or the dishes, and I was able to sort of sleep in. It was sublime. Real sublime. There were some hectic moments of course. For instance, my middle sister and I had to help our youngest sister (aka my manager) get her first bra. I can’t believe I had a manager this whole time who didn’t have sufficient support. How was she ever to support me if she couldn’t support herself? It’s real dark and lonely out there.

I’ll post again tomorrow with more updates about my thanksgiving to the Bayou!

DIE-HARD FAN PORTION WHERE Y’ALL GET TO ASK ME QUESTIONS

You can e-mail me or leave questions for me to answer in the comment section. I love to answer questions- a favorite pass time for me.

1. Wow Katnawlins, way to leave your fans out in the rain with a monsoon on the way. Thanks, a lot! Where in the hell have you been? Are you coming back? – Zed (from Orange County, CA)

You right, you right! I suck. I have just been super busy. And I am a horrible person. Happy now? Calm down, you’re from the OC don’t you have better things to do like hold parties while your parents are out of town.. I don’t know anything about the OC, clearly.

2. I’m not going to ask “where are you?” because it’s none of my business, but tell me this: How amazing were the Saints against the Patriots? I mean, come on! Right? That was legend-wait for it-dairy. I was relocated by Hurricane Katrina to Florida, but I used to live in St. Bernard Parish. It’s been amazing watching our boys play like they have been. I want it to be a black & gold superbowl! – Drew (from Tampa Bay, FL)

Thanks Drew! I know for a lot of New Orleanians in the city and all over the world that this year Saint’s are super special for them (as were the 2006 Saints, who were one game away from the superbowl). There is no doubt the team this year is special, and unites a population of people that are still displaced and recovering. Keep up the enthusiasm and love for our boys.

3. Katnawlins, i know your ass is going to be bragging about the Saints beating the Patriots, but don’t act like you didn’t go to school in New England. Mad disrespectful. I’ll be the first to admit the Saints outplayed us on every facet of the game. But his game would have been different if it were played in the elements in New England. – Mikey (from Boston, MA)

Thanks, Mikey?  And if grandpa had titties he’d be grandma…  I’m pretty sure the Saints would have  won in Foxboro (unless it was snowing/sleet, then who knows) because they are just a better team than New England this season, but the score would have been closer.

Final note of the day/blog/etc:

I wish I knew what sweet nothings Bellicheck whispered in SP's ear, alas we will never know. WHO DAT

New Items at My Shop!

I know y’all were waiting patiently at your computers for me to upload new items to Katnawlin’s Shop. Have no fear I have uploaded THREE WHOLE NEW ITEMS! YAY! Super!

"NOLA Carnival City Rebirth Shotgun" (One of a Kind)

"Queen of the Delta" (One of a Kind)

"King Cake Season" (One of a Kind)

Also on a shop related note… I sold the piece “NOLA CHILDHOOD EMBELLISHMENTS” today

Sooooo that means I’m at 18 SALES… which means I’m 2 sales away from my manager finally getting commission, remember her.

that last post was a tidge too long

Wow, that last post was on the long side, eh? I hated it for you, my poor readers. So, let’s go another way today (this is where I’d just write a sentence and say Peace, and be done with it).

I’m going to switch gears a little from the last post, which was all about my life as a working actor, and instead talk about my life as a starving artist (I crossed out “starving” because I actually make money doing the “art” thing). Let me tell you who isn’t making any money off of me! And that’s my manager, who also happens to be my youngest sister, Olivia.

My Manager Olivia (lil sis) Waiting by the Phone for Sales:

She can't make bank till I make bank

When I started my “ART BUSINESS” my sister, manager Olivia was only helping me with distribution of post cards around New Orleans (like in boutiques, cafes, gyms and restaurants).

This is one of four designs of post cards we left all over New Orleans

But she got greedy and demanded that one day she get paid for her work. So, we signed a contract saying that if I sold TWENTY pieces on my SITE. Then I would begin to pay her 10% (she didn’t like that amount so we upped it to a whopping 15%).  Currently I’m at seventeen sales on my site, which means that my manager is only THREE SALES AWAY FROM MAKING BANK! To help her case she gladly agreed to be interviewed for my blog today. Here is an excerpt of the polite interview we had.

Questions 1: Why did you go into business with Katnawlins?

Answer: I went into business with you because I didn’t know any better

Quesion 2: What have you learned?

Answer: I haven’t learned shit.

Question 3: What mistakes have you made going into business with Katnawlins?

Answer: I made mistakes because you never pay me.

Question 4: Any other thoughts?

Answer: Please don’t portray me as a puppy, that’s weird.

DIE-HARD FAN PORTION WHERE Y’ALL GET TO ASK ME QUESTIONS

You can e-mail me or leave questions for me to answer in the comment section. I love to answer questions- a favorite pass time for me.

1. Hey, Mista Actruss, Where do ya wanna work? – Lil Lloyd (from Annoyingville)

Hello Lloyd, thank you for reading the blog. Part of me didn’t want to answer your question because I prefer if my questioners actually told me where they’re from (i.e. I know Annoyingville isn’t real… but what state is it… New Hampshire… I’m right, right?)

2. Don’t worry, Katnawlins. I hearted your last long blog post a lot. as a struggling actor i totally got the need to express your concerns! break a leg (i literally just broke my leg in a freak-extra-gig that basically went wrong). – Clark (from Arrowhead, OK)

Thank you, Clark. I’m sorry to hear about your broken leg. Also maybe move out of Arrowhead, and you won’t be struggling so much (just a thought). I hope you heal and keep the dream alive, son.

Only two questions… fans, y’all NEED TO STEP UP!

See y’all later!