9.30pm We're in the thick of the Mardi Gras, a three day festival for the "free, gay and happy". Everyone's on a bender, from the lads bowling down the street with their hands in each other's pockets, to the sassy, pierced girls leaning against lamposts
Artizanny: "I've been trying to get through Canal St on my unicycle. I've had guys grabbing me by the biscuits"
Sven: "I'm not a real cowboy. But I've had a lot of experience in the saddle"
10.25pm Look, there is absolutely no truth in the rumour that poppers melt your brain