A Journey Back....

 Tomorrow, I journey back to the Land of my Birth, for a social obligation, a wedding for Saturday at the stroke of half pass Five in the Afternoon, at the Old Governor's Mansion, in the Capitol City.  The wedding party have reservations for me at the downtown Hilton for two nights... 

These obligations are rare these days, during my years here in the Lil City by the Red, I have not associated with my Past Life... It brings back memories ..... however, it is also a gathering of old college roommates and folks I have known and my family has known, done cattle/horse business with since the  1920s. 

Louisianans, Gentlemen and Ladies of the South, , relationships formed generations ago. I will be among the Blooded Again.... I can hold my own, but its the Pomp and Circumstance that always drives the dagger into my Soul... According to social standards, I am there, at the Top of the Heap.... however, I am sure my eye will be cast to some 20 something waiter with white gloves and a snarly cute smile.

Coping with this Social Must, I have taken reservations at the top of the building at 100 Lafayette Street, in the Capitol City with an old dear friend and his lover ... for Dinner at high Noon (remember we do Supper here in the South)..... Sushi and Martinis ... long, long lunch.... on Saturday....  

Then after Dinner, I will take a Respite before I begin my stroll down to the Old Mansion, Dressed appropriately..... tailored coat, braces, brown on brown Oxford shoes, accompanying Robert Talbot  tie, correct watch, and Parade as the Gay Old PeaCock that I am...... 

............ in the Confines of  The Social Agenda of the Deep Deep South.....

Wish me Luck.. and I don't wink too much at that white gloved waiter carrying ...  Champagne in those Coupe Glasses.... please No Flutes here.. its Louisiana

The Last Boil of the Season

 The Last Boil of the Season........ 

The Smiths and The Smiths, two couples that I have enjoyed many evening meals with..... 

My contribution was the Jeroboam.... 

We ate, ate, sucked heads and tails...... 

 as I take that last drop of that Gran Cru ...on the Last Boil of the Season....... 

Shit Shit Shit

 I am not sure what fuckin key I have pressed or what I have done.. but I can not comment on my favorite blogs, (all of y'all listed that just blogspot.com)

Until I find what I have done wrong ..... forgive me. this is so so so so so so frustrating to me, especially when I am on my third JW Red and Soda... 

I say Shit Shit Shit... and a few other words that former Louisiana Wardens has used in the scope of their careers.

Listening

 One of my assignments is to view, listen, and make comments on cases on the Zoom/YouTube channel for Corrections in Louisiana.  

I listen to all hearings, if you truly Listen, its a great learning tool, I do, its almost like going to therapy, group that is.  

I presented the comments on a career criminal yesterday, he was denied.  He avoided answering the questions of the panel  truthfully when the Panel had the answers before them.... 

The Truth is always the best, even though, admitting it can tear you up emotionally, but its best in the long run for sure.... Lesson Learned Again and Again 

Camera Daylight.... The Postman Arrives

 So, I ordered the Book.....I don't order from Amazon often.. not my thing.. but (and there is always a but),      tracking.      ........... the Book.... 

I see that the Book  is being delivered today... I leave the office as soon as the Blink signals the Postman has arrived......

Get home.... cut the package open... there it is.... all 310 pages, printed on good paper, the back page says Made in the USA, Coppell Texas... 

I'm curious, I read the back cover first, .. See the White Jeep ... !!!!!!

Yep, I believe that this is going to be a Read, that is worth every printed page... I like the style.. words.

The Thoughts Exactly for me..as The Element !!!!

Last Night Rambling Along.... Staying Put Might be Better

 Last night, I had Bob and John for supper.  This was our first supper together actually here at the house since I don't know when.. its been a very long time... everyone has been vaccinated.. so it is much relaxed pace and the conversation flowed well .. like before the Covid..

During the supper I text a photo of the table settings to my sister, .. her response was not nice.. she has always seem to hold in her mind that I never invited her to my house  when she lived here for a year. well she choose to live on a lake 27 miles to of the City.... but she does throw that up saying its a hurtful memory... 

Actually she never lets things go   I hosted her at our best restaurant here Bistro on the Bayou many times... its was closer as a meeting place .. even had her B Day Supper there.. My sister is a retired military officer.. 

I'm venting actually .... she is quite wealthy, having her late husband's military officer retirement, her military retirement, and her plush job with a major corporation... But she has a wicked tongue which keeps most folks at bay... she has very few friends... she is a lonely widow .. Period!!!!

Here is the table setting for last night 

She continues to tell me I need to move closer to my family on the farm...  let me digress here for one moment.....

I was having a biopsy some years ago of the prostate, the urologist sent the needle into the lower bowel, thus I became sepsis... my sister took me to the emergency room, after my doctor came in she left to go check on her dogs, she came back the next time for a short visit.. then left to to check on her dogs.... I stayed in the hospital for five days.. she came on the fifth day and retrieve me, took me back to her home in the hills above SA...

 I immediately got in my car and left...Drove the 443 miles back to Louisiana after being discharged the same day.. Got the Hell out of there. I felt she was cold cruel, and cared for her dogs more.....

So, I truly need to re think again... what might happen... I think I am better off here after she showing Again, Again her true colors.. its her feelings, her emotions that count.. Not any one else !!!!!

C and C

 The Spring is here, chilly even, The Smiths, both sets, are having boiled crawfish , for which I have received an invitation with a Caveat' ..... bring the Jeroboam ... the Ultra Magnum of Champagne, Paul Dethune, Brut, Grand Cru....   So on Friday, April 23rd, we shall fest on tails and suck heads... 

Its about the Same

 Well .... not much going on.,,, its Crawfish season, Summer is about to be here real soon....  !!!