The hunter as prey
Trying to sell a house in Florida is about as easy as sneaking a half-liter of Evian pass the TSA. You can do it, but it takes cunning, guile and apparently lots and lots of luck, which so far has been in short supply.
Beads are thrown, ready for ashes
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 […]
Mardi Gras est ici
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.
No broken glass – it’s going to be a good day
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.
So, what’s with the name?
Oh, yeah, the name, about that…. I grew up on the family farm in the same house that my mother was born. We lived with my grandparents in this big farmhouse that was about 100 years old at the time. They owned over 500 acres, about a third of which was forest. Growing up, we tried to emulate the stories we heard from our uncles, who had dominion over the […]