this ain't no disco

[spatch]

"I'll eat roaches and drink the funky Quarter sludge in the gutters of Bourbon Street long before I abandon my city."

interdictor is an employee of directNIC, a company based out of New Orleans. He is holed out in one of the highrises now (the 10th and 11th floors of 650 Poydras) and is working with a skeleton crew to keep a data center up and online and safe.

I can't figure out if this is amazing, insane, both, or some other word that hasn't been invented yet.

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[redtheblue.livejournal.com]

directNIC: Beyond Superdome. But I understand the sentiment. I can get crazy hardcore about work. I've also worked through lunch and eaten vending machine sandwiches; there's cockroaches in those. But to do what he's doing I'd need way better survival skills and a Xanax the size of my head. Another complication: I promised myself I'd never shit in a coffee can for my job. That still stands. Hell, I'm out on the first airboat, slappy.