SuperDuperDome
I have an unrequited love for the Superdome. For real. So when I returned to work from vacation yesterday, I was overjoyed to read some back issues of the Times-Picayune and learn that progress on the Superdome is going along swimmingly. In fact, they are even ahead of schedule. Can you imagine that a rebuilding project is ahead of schedule? Shocking, really. Here is a view from my office of those brave repairers in the hot son, scaling frightening heights to bring us back our beloved dome!
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Neat! That’s pretty much how it looked when I was a little kid. Empty roof sections and construction workers crawling all over it.
Oh, nostalgia. Somebody open a Time Saver, quick!
Correct me if I am wrong, but I seem to remember reading a report that stated there were HUGE daily fines if the Superdome wasn’t finished in time for the first Saints’ home game. I seem to remember it being in the millions of dollars per day or something like that. So it’s not surprising they are ahead of schedule.
Unrequited love? The ‘Dome doesn’t love you back?
:-)
Driving by the formerly-all-white spaceship without letting out a sigh is hard to do. I hope they finish it on time and under budget (a first for NO, I’m sure).
Thats right: unrequited. the dome never takes me out anymore. the dome doesn’t call and never tells me how pretty i am these days.
My Dearest Heather,
I wish you wouldn’t talk that way about the dome. The dome would love to love you like you deserve, but right now, it has to get its shit in order before it can romance you and lay your body down on my satin field turf once again. But, don’t you worry about nothing. Those days will come again, and overpriced, watery beer will again flow in sufficent quantities to get you in the mood by the 4th quarter, as long as you can get a gallon of 1-800-fuck-me-up from Nick’s before the game.
Yours forever,
The Dome
PS. what’s yo number again?
I still think the last thing they should do as part of the dome rebuilding is to paint a big ol’ nipple on top of it.
Makes my mouth water just thinking about it.
Hey, Heather, you want I hook you twos up? My matchmaking skilz come cheap.
Dome, you slut.
Nobody ever loved you up like I did. Not the Saints, not the Stones, not anybody. Remember when it was just you and me and the bees?
Now it’s all about the hot young chicks with the blogs, isn’t it? I guess “fahrvergnugen” was just so many words to you, but it really meant something to me, and to the bees, who I had to raise all on my own.
Bastard.
Is this what happens when I leave ya’ll for one sec to get a bite to eat???!!! All this nasty talk and noone called me! :D
Bees,
Those were crazy days. Me, you, Astrodome, Shane MacGowan and a case of sapphire gin. Astrodome was high on ludes and purple footballs. I think, though, that although the movie we made had me starring, it was actually Astrodome and its A/C that shocked and awed you. It was him, not me.
Look away! I’m a monster!
Sincerely,
Dome-y
Domey,
Wrong
You must have been asleep again when the bees did you. Passed out during your own close-up, for shame.
I sat through that predictable, sorry - ass piece of shit
and Superdome you where in it!!
Just think of all that freon and the hole
created in the ozone layer over You!
Laurie