My 21st trip to New Orleans (and 9th Mardi Gras) began early Thursday morning when I helped 3 children get ready for school and dropped them off when the school doors opened at 7:10am (their mother was in Savannah); then I was off to the airport. We landed, and I caught my colleague’s panel on strategic use of media for high profile personal injury cases.  An hour later, we were at Company Burger, site of the infamous “shooting egg” incident last year that ruined my favorite corduroy sportcoat,…

For my 20th trip to New Orleans and my 8th Mardi Gras, I got to do something I’ve wanted to do for over 20 years:  go to one of those fancy pants black tie balls that the various krewes hold.  And because I believe in coming strong, we chose the biggest one, on its 50th anniversary:  the Endymion Extravaganza.  And I got to go with a couple of my favorite travel companions. Why have I been wanting to go to one of these things for 20 years?  Well,…