The last I heard about an insane bar owner in the FQ was last Sunday night, when the Cigar Bar dude said he wasn't leaving (and invited the city coroner to go ahead and sign his death certificate in advance). There's black humor and then there's just plain old stupidity.
Bartender Deidre Rick, 24, serves drinks while wearing a tank top and shorts, joking: "I'm finally on the diet I wanted to go on." A woman identifying herself as Diana Straydog, "the last Native American in New Orleans," puffs on a long Dominican cigar obtained "at a Katrina discount."
Hamilton and Bellomy, who said he got some medical training while in the Air Force, have been trying to administer first aid. A local character they know only as "V" got his head busted the night before by thugs looking for money, Bellomy said. He was trying to get V to stay sitting to keep the wound, patched with a butterfly stitch, from opening up.