To curb the allure of debauchery, I have scheduled appointments to sketch from the animal specimen collection and tour the art department of a local university. I've vowed to visit every structure, be it glorified mansion to ramshackle leanto, that houses art or critters and the rest of the time will be spent painting, sleeping, or eating fried gator tails, varmint gumbo, and whatever else those Cajuns throw on a plate. I want to be up to my eyeballs in all that is New Orleans.
