This is the Official Flag of the New New Orleans. I’m proud to display it on my car, which has now had its third flat tire since last December. My dad’s car, which my son has been driving, has had two flats. Even my scooter recently got a flat tire.
The absence of rain over the past few months has made it easy for roofers to do their job, but that also means that there are lots of roofing nails strewn about. So I wasn’t surprised when I found out, a few minutes ago, that my car had a yet another flat tire. I went looking to put some air in the car until I could get home, visiting four gas stations before I could find one (not in Orleans Parish, mind you) that had a working air pump. I understand we now have an evacuation plan for the city in case another hurricane comes. I haven’t studied the plan, but I suggest that we all stock up on Fix-a-Flat canisters.