Andrew Ward has more weird experiences than 20 Happy Hour guests combined.

Without even mentioning the royal Indian heritage of his transgender chickens, how he gets to be involved in Louisiana’s record setting race to be number one in the country for Gonorrhea, or the fact that Yulman Lapalanian is his step dad, Andrew’s regular night in a bar on Frenchmen Street is not like yours. On Andrew’s average night the bartender drops his pants to illustrate a point by displaying his genitals which turn out to have Batman tattooed on one testicle, Superman on the other, and what is going on in between you’ll have to figure out for yourself.

Cici Steiners was a bartender on Al Copeland’s yacht and is here to say Al never hit on her once. Maybe it was because she told him that she spent her off hours in the jerk-off room at the adult sex store on Airline Highway. That was all a long time ago. Today she’s an upright citizen who spends her off hours beading like a Mardi Gras Indian with her beading krewe, the Dames de Perlage.

Julie Lodato is a fellow Dame and a beading Saints fan, as you can see from her intricate bead work scene of the classic Gleason punt.

By day, Julie creates artwork that sells Blue Runner Beans, Crystal Hot Sauce, and other Louisiana goodies.

Andrew Duhon returns from a musical run up and down the great American highway to play a beautiful new song inspired by the stoic travails of his mom who has “the good kind of cancer.” This is the kind of song that restores your faith in the over-used term, “singer-songwriter.”

Oh, just in case you were wondering if there’s anything you might not have heard in a barroom conversation before, Andrew Ward relates what he’s been up to lately – convincing Ugandan men to have a circumcision while they’re hanging out at a music festival in Uganda. For real.

Photos at Wayfare by Alison Moon.