Thursday, Sept. 08, 2005 - 12:07 p.m.
Howdy, y'all, from the exciting town of Beaumont Texas. After nine days of Mad Max style debauchery,cannibalism, etc. I escaped the godless cesspool that New Orleans has become. Deeply depressing. I have lost everything I own, and, like dear old Blanche DuBois, am relying on the kindness of strangers.
I am still searching for my dear friend Christian Trosclair. His house in MidCity is high and dry with no damage, but also no Christian. He was seen in the French Quarter on Sunday night, but has not been to the quarter, Marigny, or Bywater since then. I spent part of every day searching for him, leaving messages, and risked my friend's life through neck-deep unspeakably foul water trying to find him. If anyone has heard from him or seen his name on any of the survivor lists PLEASE get in contact with me asap. My cell phone is working intermittently 504-905-7502. I am staying at the Super 8 Motel in Beaumont room 116, though I don't have the phone number with me. I will be posting my insane adventures soon, but finding Christian is my priority right now. I hope everyone out there is alive and well and faring at least somewhat better than I am.
Update 9/24: Christian has since been located.
