 | |
 | * Your sunglasses fog up when you step outside. |
 | |
 | * You don't think it inappropriate to refer to a large
adult male as "Li'l |
 | Bubba." |
 | |
 | * No matter where else you go in the world, you |
 | are always disappointed in
the food. |
 | |
 | * You get up in the morning and start a pot of |
 | rice to cooking before you |
 | give any thought to what you'll fix for dinner. |
 | |
 | * Your loved one dies and you book a jazz band |
 | before you call the |
 | coroner. |
 | |
 | * You think the breeze from a flying roach feels |
 | good on a hot summer |
 | night. |
 | |
 | * Your accent sounds nothing like Harry Connick |
 | Jr's. |
 | |
 | * You can sing these jingles by heart: |
 | |
 | "Rosenberg's, Rosenberg's, 1825 Tulane" "At the |
 | beach, at the beach, the |
 | Pontchartrain Beach..." |
 | |
 | * You were a high school graduate before you |
 | realized that Catholic and |
 | Public were not two major religions. |
 | |
 | * Your baby's first words are "long beads." |
 | |
 | * You ask, "How they running?" and "Are dey fat?" |
 | but you're inquiring |
 | about |
 | seafood quality and not the Cresent City Classic. |
 | |
 | * When a hurricane is imminent, you have a lot |
 | more faith in Nash Roberts |
 | than Super Doppler 6000. |
 | |
 | * Your town is low on the education chart, high on |
 | the obesity chart and |
 | you |
 | don't care because you're No. 1 on the party |
 | chart. |
 | |
 | * Nothing shocks you. Period. Ever - not politics, |
 | hurricanes, red lights, |
 | parking tickets, the Saints, Mardi Gras... |
 | |
 | * Your one-martini lunch becomes a five-bloody |
 | Mary afternoon...and you |
 | keep |
 | your job. |
 | |
 | * Being in a jam at Tulane and Broad isn't the |
 | same as being stuck in |
 | traffic. |
 | |
 | * You're walking in the French Quarter with a |
 | plastic cup of beer. |
 | |
 | * When it starts to rain, you cover your beer |
 | instead of your head. |
 | |
 | * Your idea of health food is a baked potato |
 | instead of fries with your |
 | seafood platter. |
 | |
 | * You believe Ronnie Virgits should be archbishop. |
 | |
 | * You have to take your coffee and favorite |
 | coffeemaker with you on a |
 | three-day trip. |
 | |
 | * You exhibit the "doubloon reflex" by stomping |
 | runaway coins with your |
 | foot. |
 | |
 | * You have sno-ball stains on your shoes. |
 | |
 | * You call tomato sauce "red gravy". |
 | |
 | * Your middle name is your mother's maiden name or |
 | your father's mother's |
 | maiden name or your mother's mother's maiden name |
 | or your grandmother's |
 | mother's maiden name or your grandfather's |
 | mother's maiden name. |
 | |
 | * You know you recycled too much newspaper when |
 | there isn't enough for |
 | the |
 | dinner (or crawfish) table. |
 | |
 | * You are going through customs and the agent asks |
 | you where you're from |
 | and |
 | you answer, "Gentilly." |
 | |
 | * On certain spring days, crawfish monica is your |
 | breakfast. |
 | |
 | * You eat sno-balls instead of throwing them. |
 | |
 | * Your house payment is less than your utility |
 | bill. |
 | |
 | * You've done your laundry in a bar. |
 | |
 | * You push little old ladies out of the way to |
 | catch Mardi Gras throws. |
 | |
 | * You look forward to being smashed by a |
 | hurricane. |
 | |
 | * You don't show your "pretties" during Mardi |
 | Gras. |
 | |
 | * Catching "crabs" makes you smile. |
 | |
 | * You write "crookedpolitician" as all one word. |
 | |
 | * You know it's "ask" but you purposely say "ax". |
 | |
 | * You understand it when someone describes their |
 | favorite color as K&B |
 | purple. |
 | |
 | * You know how to mispronounce street names |
 | correctly.(Melpomene, |
 | Terpsichore, Chartres, etc.) |
 | |
 | * You know that Tchoupitoulas is a street and not |
 | a disease. |
 | |
 | * You can "boo" the mayor on national television. |
 | |
 | * Beignets are the major cause of your gallstones. |
 | |
 | * You wear sweaters in October because it ought to |
 | be cold. |
 | |
 | * Someone asks you "Where you at?" and you tell |
 | them how you are. |
 | |
 | * You are left behind at an out-of-town bar |
 | searching for a "go cup." |
 | |
 | * You think of potholes as naturally occurring |
 | speed bumps. |
 | |
 | * Your grandparents are called "Maw Maw" and "Paw |
 | Paw." |
 | |
 | * Your Santa Claus rides an alligator, Your |
 | favorite Saint is a football |
 | player, you suck heads, sing the blues and you |
 | actually know where you |
 | got |
 | them shoes. |
 | |
 | * The naming of an insanely comic fictional Lucky |
 | Dog salesman after the |
 | founder of the Jesuits makes you reflect, "Well, |
 | who else?" |
 | |
 | * You shake out your shoes before putting them on. |
 | |
 | * You're afraid to move away because you won't be |
 | able to make Sugar |
 | Busters! groceries. |
 | |
 | * You know that "super doppler" does not refer to |
 | a generously endowed |
 | woman's chest. |
 | |
 | * You know why you should never, ever swim by the |
 | Lake Pontchartrain |
 | steps(for more than one reason). |
 | |
 | * You cringe every time you hear an actor with a |
 | Southern or Cajun accent |
 | in |
 | a "New Orleans-based" movie or TV show. |
 | |
 | * You have to reset your clocks after every |
 | thunderstorm. |
 | |
 | * You waste more time navigating back streets than |
 | you would if you just |
 | sat |
 | in traffic. |
 | |
 | * You still call the Fairmont Hotel the Roosevelt. |
 | |
 | * You consider garbage cans a legal step to |
 | protecting you parking space |
 | on |
 | a public street. |
 | |
 | * You fall asleep to the soothing sounds of four |
 | box fans. |
 | |
 | * You ignore cockroaches because you know the only |
 | ones you could kill |
 | are |
 | the weak or infirmed, and it would only serve to |
 | strengthen the breed. |
 | |
 | The 1998 contest winner: |
 | You live in the Nint' Ward |
 | Ya got a daddy name Bubba |
 | Ya can remember signs on the bridge |
 | Usta say "Hubba-Hubba" |
 | |
 | You stay in a shotgun |
 | That floods twice a year |
 | You can eat crawfish and turkey necks |
 | And drink Dixie beer |
 | |
 | You make groceries at Schwegmann's |
 | That's No. 1 on St. Claude |
 | Just to stock up on gossip |
 | You always say, "Oh my Gawd" |
 | |
 | Ya got a car with no brake tag |
 | But the A/C blows cold |
 | It's got 90-day plates |
 | That are 11 years old |
 | |
 | Now you go by your Mama's |
 | Most every night |
 | And whatever you tell her |
 | She says, "Oh yeah, you rite" |
 | |
 | You've got a dog named Fred |
 | He's a Catahoula hound |
 | They all know Fred by name |
 | Down at the pound |
 | |
 | Ya got a great looking sister |
 | She calls herself Stella |
 | The only thing is |
 | She's really a fella |
 | |
 | And if all this don't make ya |
 | A true New Orleans native |
 | I really can't tell ya |
 | Just what one is made of. |