Info & News On Dallas Escorts.

It’s not hard to find art in Denton. It’s on the walls of the coffee shops, in the new UNT gallery on the square, heck, even on random fences around town. However, Denton has few places dedicated solely to art. Enter Meme Gallery, which recently opened next to Rubber Gloves Rehearsal Studio.
Meme Gallery is the brain child of UNT art students Michael Little and Nic Webber, known collectively as Pan-Ector Industries. The two screen-printers, along with Rubber Gloves employee and fellow art student James Shepherd, wanted to see a dedicated space for art return. They eyed the space for sometime, and when it became vacant late last year Shepherd alerted Pan-Ector and worked with RGRS to use the space as an art gallery.
“That’s been missing since Art Prostitute left town a couple of years ago”, said Little. And what makes this different from the other places around town to display their art? “This isn’t to make money, it’s just for the [art] community.”

See the full article from “Pegasus News”

Back in New Orleans, in Bourbon Street, Jackson Square and the French Quarter, in neighbourhoods that were until recently scenes of dereliction, the city erupted in one giant party that lasted till dawn and set the scene for the ultimate Mardi Gras celebrations over the coming week.
People poured on to the streets in the team’s black and gold colours, dancing, hugging and weeping. “Who dat? Who dat? Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints?” they chanted. Jazz bands let rip. Bars blasted out When the Saints Go Marching in. Fireworks exploded.
Police officers gave up the pretence of staying aloof and joined the pulsating throngs. Strippers stopped dancing. Priests and nuns joined the uproar. The city’s newspaper, The Times-Picayune, printed nearly 200,000 extra copies of an edition that is certain to become a collector’s item. Even dogs were dressed in Saints shirts, and Mitch Landrieu’s election on Saturday as New Orleans’ first white mayor in three decades was overshadowed.

See the full article from “Times Online”

Las Vegas has the gambling dens and bright lights but when America wants to party hard, when the people want to let their hair down and not give two hoots how it looks, they head for the Crescent City.
The Big Easy has long had a reputation as a modern-day Sodom, a place where anything goes, where you can drink all day and all night, and where you are viewed a little strangely if you don’t.
It is a city of strip clubs and street hustlers, home of Mardi Gras and a place where, in the middle of the afternoon, women rip off tops and bras, and let it all hang out on Bourbon Street for no more reward than a baying crowd and a few necklaces of festival beads.

See the full article from “Mirror.co.uk (blog)”

LOUISIANA: Ecstatic fans poured into
the streets of the French Quarter late on Sunday as storm-scarred New Orleans
celebrated its first-ever Super Bowl win by their beloved Saints.
A
city famous for diversions – Mardi Gras, music and colourful politics, to name a
few – set aside distractions to focus on the big game. Even the strippers on
bawdy Bourbon Street stopped dancing. Instead, they joined thousands of
revellers cheering the Saints on live television sets at nearby bars.
“We have no music, no stages. It’s the first time I’ve seen a club
shut down and I’ve been doing this for five years,” said Sam Stonebraker, 34, a
host at Rick’s Cabaret. “The game is pretty much a once-in-a-lifetime event in
this city.” White fireworks burst in the distance. Strangers hugged, whooped and
hollered in the streets, waving flags, shaking cowbells and dancing to
spontaneous brass bands. College students embraced restaurant waiters. A
homeless man toasted beers with well-dressed tourists. Cameras flashed.
Motorists honked horns with a cheerful cadence usually heard only at Carnival.

See the full article from “Times of India”

1:00pm Central time, February 7, 2010 – CBS’s pregame for Super Bowl XLIV begins, brought to you by chips, beer, Bourbon Street, and Dwight Freeney’s ankle.
3:45pm – Katie Couric interviews President Barack Obama on the Super Bowl. Next, Keyshawn Johnson and Cris Carter debate health care.
5:00pm – Rihanna and Jay-Z open the kickoff show on CBS, brought to you by Hyundai, who proudly announce they are not Toyota.
5:12pm – Solomon Wilcots reports from the Saints sideline, wearing a pink tablecloth and a pink-yet-still-horribly-mismatching tie. HD TV was made for moments like this.
5:20pm – Carrie Underwood performs the National Anthem, clad in white stripper heels and an outfit that can only be described as “Naughty Ice Cream Truck Driver.”
5:21pm – The camera pans the players. Nice of Jeremy Shockey to wash his hair for the occasion. He looks like Kid Rock’s big brother.

See the full article from “Examiner.com”

… ‘But just resist that for one week and then we’ll come back here, and I’ll pay for everyone’s plane ticket. And then I’ll show you around Miami, local style.’ “
It sounds simple, but history has shown time and again that some players can’t resist that temptation, even before the biggest games of their lives.
Two of the most infamous incidents involving Super Bowl players on the eve of the game happened in Miami. In 1989, Cincinnati running back Stanley Wilson was caught using cocaine on the night before the game, his third offense under the NFL’s drug policy, which got him banned from the league. Ten years later, Atlanta safety Eugene Robinson was arrested by an undercover police officer for soliciting a prostitute on the night before the game — on the same day that he had been awarded the Bart Starr Award for his high moral character.

See the full article from “NOLA.com”

By Agence France-Presse, Updated: 2/8/2010New Orleans explodes with joy after Saints winEcstatic fans poured into the streets of the French Quarter late Sunday as storm-scarred New Orleans celebrated its first-ever Super Bowl win by their beloved Saints.
A city famous for diversions – Mardi Gras, music and colorful politics, to name a few – set aside distractions to focus on the big game.
Even the strippers on bawdy Bourbon Street stopped dancing. Instead, they joined thousands of revelers cheering the Saints on live television sets at nearby bars.
“We have no music, no stages. It’s the first time I’ve seen a club shut down and I’ve been doing this for five years,” said Sam Stonebraker, 34, a host at Rick’s Cabaret.
“The game is pretty much a once-in-a-lifetime event in this city.”

See the full article from “MSN Malaysia News”

… Who dat say dey gonna beat dem Saints! Who dat? Who Dat!,” a crowd in a French Quarter restaurant chanted, after the team scored their first touchdown.
A city famous for diversions – Mardi Gras, music and colourful politics, to name – set aside distractions to focus on the big game.
Even the strippers on bawdy Bourbon Street stopped dancing. Instead, thousands of revelers cheered the Saints on live television sets at nearby bars.
“We have no music, no stages. It’s the first time I’ve seen a club shut down and I’ve been doing this for five years,” said Sam Stonebraker, 34, a host at Rick’s Cabaret, a gentleman’s club. “The game is pretty much a once-in-a-lifetime event in this city.”
On a typical night, the club has 40 “entertainers” dancing on stage – not tonight.
A few doors down, the Temptations strip club was also upstaged by the Saints Super Bowl.

See the full article from “Sydney Morning Herald”