So Much for N

Man, N, what the heck? While I was reviewing you, a police shooting rose racial tensions in the city, then police getting shot pushed the city to the emotional brink, and then the whole place flooded. Trouble comes in threes and my name starts with "N," so chances are, I will remember you, and particularly that Norma Jean history I wrote that saved me from writing seven individual reviews. Also, that month where I reviewed every Nick Cave album was rad.
Time for the short but sweet "O," during which our city will surely experience racial harmony, a lack of crime, and weather that doesn't kill people.
Oh wait, it's August in South Louisiana...crap.