Yack. I'm totally sick, dude. Snot, coughing, sore throat, you name it. It sucks ass.
But Sonya and I did manage to get out for a little while yesterday. We went to breakfast, then to Canal Place and the little...well...what the hell is it called, anyway? It's not Jax, and it's not Canal Place. It's between the both of them, though, and surrounded by parking lots. There's a Landry's there, and the Hard Rock, and a Bookstar and Tower. And a Hibernia ATM. It's a nice little strip, really, and Sonya and I go to Bookstar and Tower pretty regularly. And that's our French Quarter ATM of choice.
But I have no idea what it's called, collectively. We went there, though.