What an interesting day. Hit the fest. Saw mama Mac. My cousin Laura was there. She moved to New Orleans. Hung w friends for a while then retired to the Krewe of Jazzfest tent.  My legs needed the seat. I did a yoga class at Reyn this morning. Dinner with Gena, Ron, my cousin, and a few others, then we parted company, so I rolled to Frenchmen, then to R-Bar, then Molly’s. Drinking my way back to the hotel. Tired, buzzed, and have more festing to do tomorrow. Kings of Leon and Blues Traveler!!