It's time I changed the combination

So here is the complete dump of the pictures I took during the New Orleans trip. A lot of them aren't terribly exciting unless you work in a Domino's, since I was documenting a lot of the cool stuff they had. That's a big chunk of the pictures. Another big chunk is just pictures of people - not necessarily in cool situations or anything, just a picture of them. There are only like three of the city itself, and none of them really do any justice to the state of everything.

That's Kassandra, when we finally got to our room and (somewhat) settled in.	Our room even had a TV. All the comforts of home.
It did have a nice view, though. We were on the ninth floor.	That's Jenn, who wasn't terribly happy about waking up Tuesday morning. 'Course, she'd be much less thrilled about waking up the next morning.
That's my bed right there - blanket, pillow, care bear.	Jenn got dressed first, then climbed back into bed.
Exterior shot of the hotel.	Military vehicle parked on the side of the road. Growing up in San Marcos, that's not a sight I'm used to.
That's Dale, the second guy to man the command center. He was off Monday and Tuesday.	Their walk-in was full of deep dish boxes. That's the middle stack we're looking at. The area to the left is just as full.
The middle boxes are all pepperoni; the lower boxes are cheese. You can also see a few sausage on top.	The guy about to cheese a pizza is Eric, from California. Really cool guy.
Ambra.	Those pepperonis are actually about the size of a quarter. Quite small.
Cita, the first of the locals to get hired.	Calvin, the VP. Of something.
They had security monitors, which was really cool.	That's our full menu. Even with that, people still asked for all kinds of random stuff. At least this time, I could just point to this and say "This is our full menu, sir."
Approved for re-opening. Yay.	Full shot of the lobby. Two security window-opening things.
They had a *huge* driver map. That's Adam providing a sense of size. He was about my height, give or take an inch.	Another security monitor, showing the lobby, side door, back door, and front walkway.
Yet another security monitor, showing the part of the store just inside the side door.	Three tiered, padded heat rack.
Boxes of parmesan and crushed red peppers. They do exist.	Their pizza peel had bent up rear edges, which was both good and bad.
That ladle was much, much wider, but much shallower, than ours. Made saucing much quicker and easier to evenly distribute the sauce.	Sink area.
They also had a weird cutter, but we weren't using it.	Command center board, which had constantly updated stats on the status of all of their open stores.
Random shot of a store.	That's the store Ambra and I worked at.
Back area.	Manager office.
They gave us candy. The thing that got my attention was Hershey's Cherry Kisses, which had a thick cherry sauce in a normal Hershey's chocolate kiss. Almost as good as a chocolate-covered maraschino cherry. Almost.	Miniature laminted driver maps. Another cool thing they had.
No comment.	That's Scott, the GM of the store we were at. Constantly reminded me of Kevin Nealon, but with a New Orleans accent.
Patrice, another of the local people that got hired. She played computer games; she pronounced Diablo "Dee - ab - low". Wasn't sure what she meant at first. I told her about gamefaqs.com.	Military vehicle getting pizza.
Adam and I spent about an hour and a half each day holding up that sign. Well, the second day, we each held up a sign.	Note: He has a visor. Bleh! I want a visor!
The Venue - The hottest club around, apparently. Nice cars out front.	An example of said cars.
Me and Ambra.	Me and Dwayne, another local that had just been hired 'cause he "Had nothing to do at night, might as well be getting paid for something." Cool guy.
Me and Scott.	Me and Patrice.
Mark, from Pennsylvania. Didn't like him.	Samantha (left) and Samantha (right). Samantha said that she wanted to take all of us back to her store, since we were all "Cool as shit and actually had senses of humor."
The exposed wiring at our hotel.	Also, exposed duct work.
They gave us hard hats.	Devastation.
Ambra.	Jenn.
Not sure.	Dale at the command center, as we're getting ready to leave.
A picture of the picture of a store that got really flooded.	That couple was coming in as we were leaving.
The four of us.	Had to get a shot of military guys with pizza. "That's not how you eat those wings, soldier!"
Devastation.	Car on a fence.
Boarded-up Sonic.	FEMA center for pets.
"I'm proud of my ladies." One of the best quotes the whole trip.	"Elysian Fields Ave." I think that's awesome.
Obligatory big church picture.	We were operating a trailer that made and sold pizzas. That's where Jenn and Kassandra were working.
Inside shot. Kinda.	Ricky would take that bike around and sell pizzas.
Subway had their full menu, but they closed at 3. They even had the Spicy Italian, which Mom likes, but you can't order (directly) here.

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