I looked at a pack of beef jerkey yesterday. I mean looked, as in coveted. Now, I’m a medium fan of beef jerkey; good beef jerkey, that is. It’s almost fat-free and tastes pretty good. But yesterday was Friday, in Lent, and I’m practicing being a Catholic. I say practicing because after five decades I still ain’t got it completely right.
There’s one more ball this evening in Lafayette. Thank God, I’m not going. I went to three downtown parades today, and I’ve caught all the beads I need. In fact, probably more beads than one human being can possibly use in his lifetime. Well, mine at least. It was a mini-feast with the family. They rent a spot in a restaurant parking lot where an RV is set up […]
For the first time in seven years I’m living in South Louisiana for Mardi Gras. That means a lot of parades, beads and celebrating. Mardi Gras has gotten a lot more civil from my younger days. That’s due to the difference in cultures. I’m living in Lafayette, but I was born and raised in the country.
When I go out in the morning to fetch the newspaper I check all of the car windows. I haven’t been doing that for very long, just the past few days. We’ve had a rash of burglaries in our neighborhood. At first it was someone rifling through unlocked cars. We lost about $800 worth of Ipods, DVD players, a Nintendo DS and a bunch of games.