Low humor from high ground

It's been just short of three years since we all trickled back. My buddy Gallivan had a guy ask him, “Did you evacuate?” Gallivan said, “No. I think I may have something on my shoe.” But seriously, the Great New Orleanian Diaspora of 2008 is coming along quite nicely. We're hundreds of miles away from home after a panicky period of planning and packing, and a grueling bumper-to-bumper drive. So it's a lot like Labor Day weekend all across America. Better safe than sorry, I guess. But you know guys; we hate to be accused of premature evacuation.