0-2, O.J., & OK-ville

Misery Loves Company
Sure the Saints are off to a sucky start this year. The good news is, they're not alone. Four other playoff teams from the 2006 season remain winless in week two. We're talking the Philadelphia Eagles, New York's Giants and Jets, and the Kansas City Chiefs. While Eagles fans will likely blame their troubles on QB Donovan McNabb, we'd much rather assume the slow start is the result of bad karma on a city full of foul-mouthed, New Orleans hating beeyatches!!!


Sour Juice
Oh O.J...Remember the good ole days when celebrities could get away with murder...literally? Now here you are behind bars facing serious charges that could ruin the rest of your life. (Wait a minute, haven't we seen this movie before?)
O.J. Simpson will go to court on Thursday to face charges in connection with an Armed Robbery at a Las Vegas Hotel. What was it that police say the Juice was sooo desperate to get his hands on? Why his own memorabilia of course. Simpson claims he was trying to reclaim items stolen from him and that he was not armed at the time. (And you know O.J. wouldn't lie...)
Wanna hear Simpson's profanity-laced hotel confrontation for yourself? Count on tmz.com to make all your sick "Law and Order" fantasies come true.


K'Ville Ov'-Kill
If you were one of the millions of people to tune into last night's season premiere of the FOX drama K-Ville, you probably found yourself faced with one nagging question: "What the F is a 'gumbo party?'" The show is a fictional account of life in New Orleans through the eyes of the NOPD two years after Katrina. Officer Boule (note the unnecessarily French last name), played by Anthony Anderson, uttered the words "How Ya Mama Nem", "Gumbo Party", and "FEMA Check" all within the opening minutes of the show. (We've been to crawfish boils, but 'gumbo parties?'...seriously?) The episode went on to show Boule's craving for a po-boy at breakfast, love for Tabasco sauce, and visit to a Real Estate Agency turned voodoo shop. At this point, we were waiting for someone to start walking around randomly tossing Mardi Gras Beads to tourists while a second line band passed out bowls of red beans in the background.
WE GET IT PEOPLE, YOU'RE IN NEW ORLEANS!! And by the way, not all of us have french names, we don't eat gumbo four times a day, everyday, and not all the houses look like Victorian mansions in Mid-City, particularly in the "Upper Ninth."

With that said, the Chicks will give this potential k-tastrophe a second chance. But if they start showing swamp land that's supposedly off St. Charles Ave., we're through!