This weekend is going to be XX-rated in New Orleans, as LadyFest hosts events across the city, and the second-ever installment of an all-woman walking parade steps off Saturday.

The scene was set last night. The bright lights of the Howlin' Wolf. A women's arm wrestling tournament, complete with the sweaty, table-rattling competition we've come to know and love. Why wouldn't Flight of the Conchords and The Daily Show funnywoman Kristen Schaal step up for a special guest bout and..um, wait...is she getting married there?

by Mary-Devon Dupuy

New Orleans Ladies Arm Wrestling (NOLAW) is doing its part for Lent tonight, as there will be plenty of giving up. The mighty women of NO LAW are heading to the Howlin’ Wolf at 8 p.m. to duke it out in the name of healthy pregnancy and childbirth. 

July 16, the beginning of the Islamic Calendar (622), when the District of Columbia was established as the nation’s capital (1790), when the world’s first parking meter was installed, in Oklahoma City (1935), when J.D. Salinger’s The Catcher In The Rye was published (1951), and when Millennium Park opened in Chicago (2004); It’s when Shoeless Joe Jackson (1888) was born, and when John F. Kennedy, Jr, his wife Carolyn Bessette Kennedy, and his sister-in-law Lauren Bessette were killed in a plane crash off the coast of Martha’s Vineyard in 1999. So wander New Orleans like it was Holden Caufield's New York, and check out the following:

by Shay Sokol

Tonight, brawny babes battle again! The New Orleans Ladies Arm Wrestling league will host its first tournament of the year at The Maison on Frenchmen St. Eight rowdy contestants will lock hands for glory and good cause. Free to watch, all bets go to the New Orleans Birthing Project, and a smaller amount will help fund NOLAW's dreams of not ever profiting as a true 501(c)(3).

For this year's inaugural season of New Orleans Ladies Arm Wrestling (NOLAW), the league's brawls have grown steadily from the back corner oddity in the neighborhood sports bar  (Finn McCool's), to the main event on overdrive (or was that Four Loko?) that overwhelmed a Lower Garden District watering hole (Half Moon). But the visibility of the irregularly scheduled programming has remained just a tad subterranean. The host bars were just far enough from the beaten path to make the out-of-place 40-something a scarcity. Tomorrow night at 8 p.m., that's about to change as the elbow holsters are set down at the Maison on Frenchmen St.

Last updated at 3 p.m., 10/22

At a NOLAW brawl, the euphoria of watching female biceps bulge until it seems like cephalic veins are about to pop can overtake all sense of time and place. Then, someone slips in a bribe.