As We Gathered

  Steve, Myself, and Dear Brother gathered at Juban's about a month ago, for a late afternoon lunch...  The Boys failed to tell me to turn my collar on my jacket down... Bitches . but all in all it was a two hour lunch at a favorite place I have dined many times..So, in order from left to right . Steve, Myself, and Dear Brother.. tales were told. lies, excuse me. no lies ..failure of knowing the actual facts, rumors, and events of the last 34 years abounded ...in two hours . I am the last man standing here in the Lil City by the Red,, there was once  Kelly, Steve, Dear Brother, Michael, Dennis, Michael Number 2, and Myself.........

......the Tit-A-Late-ing.  Seven Men..... (over 24 please).. .. as we were known back then.. All have traveled Far or Passed on the the Greater Reward.. except for me. I remain here in the Lil City by the Red.. 

The Oysters Rockefeller was Superb !!!!!!

This is the Front of the House, then my living room, then my dining room as seen from the living room

 

As I sit Here

 As I sit here in my dining room, looking out the three 6. pane on 6 Pane windows, I was feeling some what taken back.  Taken Back to a time I worked for the administration of the Lil City by the Red.  The Mayor that I worked for at the time has been re-elected after a 4 year stint of being away from City Hall.

All the old staff have returned, except two, the once former Chief of Staff/Diversity Office and myself. 

I  took the opportunity to text an old colleague of by gone days, checking on her and seeing how she felt about reengaging with the Mayor.

Silence No Response..... 

In political life, No Response is a Fuck You or Hey Shit Head don't call us.

I wish them all well... the above folks... Karma is a Bitch sometimes. . maybe its paying me back with No Response.. LOL

Mardi Gras...2023

 It's Mardi Gras.... the Lil City by the Red is almost vacant... everybody has left and either went to New Orleans, Lafayette or Fred' Bar in Mamou...   If I had left I would elect to be at Fred's Bar in Mamou, just down the Road from Turkey Creek.. y'all should google map.. these places.. lol

Jimmy, Suga, You are still in the tight circle.. !!!!

Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday . and We stop, review our selves, ask for Atonement and Grace..  I just don't think this year I am getting any ashes.. at St. James..  

But until Midnight tis Wide Open... Lafite's second floor pool table or the Phoenix is not places to be for sure....If I was 25 maybe.. lol..LOL RoLFl

Moving on Down the Line Part II

 Movin on Down the Line Part II

When A Life as mine has been full of career accomplishments, etc then the latent retirement,  one sometimes needs to Circle the Wagons, Movin on Down the Line....  Take Stock in where I am at, what I am doing, where I need to be headed and an important factor... who is within your friendship circle.. and .I have always had very close close friends, a few of them, say four maybe five... but in the end.. its that outer circle that I have wander around with...   and I have closed the gate on most of them in the last three months, . when u don't contact them, they don't contact you, ... I have found that making the effort to stay in touch is work... too much work.. lets say attention is the better word.. if I don't attend to them ..they well disappear and Poof be Gone.... 

To this I say Good Riddance Bye Bye... when u are deep in the swamp and a leech attached to u... u take your cigar and touch that sucker... he drops off and there is a lil dribble of blood... but the it heals fast.. .. 

Poof Be Gone... Concentrating on my Photography... Again.... and the New Mtn Bike. . Ride Clyde as they say here in Central La.. Ride Clyde....

Movie' On Down the Line...

 Yep.... As the Railroad Men would say, Let's pick up those spikes, those ties, and Get to Movin' on Down the Line... 

That's what this Saturday before Strove Tuesday  is about.. Movie on down the line, starting a New ... beginning again.... remembering past mistakes in Life, making sure that the next steps are for the better, slowly surely ...  its a reflective Saturday as the sun peeks through the clouds, hitting the stain glass windows in the living room, casting the colors on the oak plank floor.

Movin on Down the Line .. 

Its the Day of the Heart.. but Aint No Heart Here.... Just Memories

 It's Valentine Day.... 

So many memories today for me.....  On the February 16th, I will have been in Central Louisiana for 32 years..... amazing .. I had only planned to be here on a transfer basis for 24 to 36 months, but now it is 32 years, three administrator jobs, Warden  retired 2008, Chief of Staff resigned 2017, Executive Administrator quit due to health 2021.  And I still lone for a lil more work.... 

Its been a rewarding 32 years, I have enough plagues, awards, three separate Governors accommodations, numerous TWT proclamations from small town Mayors declaring devotion to duty, good public work, dedication to service..... but I still lone for a lil more work...

But all in all its the quiet life of a 69 year old gay man, living humbly in the Deep Deep South... 

Tis a lil bit of something .. a hit of Spring is here in the Air

 The Purple Magnolias are blooming, so is the Red Swamp Maples... there is a hit of Spring in the Air...

The Crawfish stands are popping up all over the place.. too.. use to u had your favorite boiling place to go to... but now.. its on every corner .. 

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