Conspiracy Theory or Little Blimp Lost?
by Nola
Pete made fun of me because it was clear to me that the flying object we saw in the sky recently was the blimp and not “unidentified.” He really wanted it to be a UFO. Men.
But now I am starting to get a little paranoid, and it’s got me thinking. I see the blimp around the city maybe 5 times a year. And it is always due to one reason only: a festival. Thinking back to the weekend we saw this flying object, there was no festival. Hmmmm. Mysterious. AND it was raining! When is the blimp ever out in inclement weather? I didn’t think much of it at the time.
And then we DID see it for the French Quarter Fest, as we should have. So it seemed I was right. But now it should be grounded until Jazz Fest–that starts at the end of the month.
But I keep seeing this thing all around town. Let’s take today as an example. I left the house this morning and the “blimp” was overhead. It was 8:30 in the morning! On a Thursday! With no festival to fly over! Then, around 10am, it was zipping along downtown–just outside my window. VERY SUSPICIOUS. I happened to be on the phone with Pete for this particular sighting. Can it be that this damn thing is, well, FOLLOWING ME?
Then I called Pete again some hours later. And while we are on the phone, what pops into my window again but the damn blimp. Three times in one day, a day of no festival? Something is up, people. So now I am officially on the watch for it. I mean–what if it is manned by aliens? Or worse, what if it’s the GOVERNMENT? I mean, I make no bones about not being a “loyal Bushie.” Can it be Pete was right? Am I being spied on? Are my phones being tapped? Who would ever suspect the innocent and iconic blimp? It’s the PERFECT DISGUISE if you think about it (which I have).
So now I spend my time gazing at the sky. Looking far and wide. Being sure to emit the appropriate vibe when the blimp is in sight. If I mysteriously stop blogging, BE SCARED.
Did you become a Goodfella and start selling Coke out of your house?
Do you have any idea of what I am talking about? Ask CS and if he doesnt know then he is kicked out of the men’s club FOREVER.
One last thing, It is time to go to the mattresses.
Crap. I didn’t think you’d notice me.
I know I haven’t lost all my “baby” weight, but did you really have to call me a blimp?!
It is kinda freaky though…
At least one person knows what I was talking about when I asked NOLA if she remembered that scene in Goodfellas…
NOLA only remembered Joe Pesci getting whacked.