Here's the LATEST photo of Junior...THIS is NOT a photoshop OK?

...I mean, one time I was going to France and I ended up not even knowing how the heck I got there...or who I was with...but he was cute, and that's all that mattered. So there you have it. That's what Tequila does to you.

It's NOT a photoshop, honestly I promise :)

When I was a young Sailor with more money then sense (not much of either) I awoke one Saturday morning in the shower of the Marine Barracks on base. A shipmate later told me "you almost got your ass kicked last night." I was very drunk and very mouthy, so I was told. Marines apparently carried me back to their barracks and threw me in the shower. The thought still scares me.

That was a close one.

My Grandmother told me, that Sailors who got three-day passes and went to NOLA, used to be told by some people:

"Be careful of some of the ladies in the French Quarter...because they COULD be better hung than you are!"

Oh dear...that story never fails to make me laugh :)

I got that lecture in 1976 from a grizzled old Chief Petty Officer, and its actually good advice. Eventually I became that grizzled old Chief. After my marine shower escapade (an epiphany if you will) I started slowing down my steaming ways. Didn't quit, but slowed down.

I'm glad you didn't quit your steaming ways.

If you had of, it just wouldn't be the same.

Every grandma and grandpa was one day a vibrant youngin full of piss and vinegar sewing their wild oats and ensuring the continuation of the species. The french quarter has been rocking and rolling for hundreds of years, back when grandmas grandma was being courted. Les a le bon ton rouler. And they were roulering long before you and I were around. When ya coming back?

It's coming back and we're NOT going to let certain vampires turn it into Disneyland on the Mississippi.

My Grandmother is still a very beautiful woman. But when she was young, she was gorgeous, and my Grandfather was very handsome and he used to tell me: "All the boys were after her, but I caught her."

He died in 1994, I miss him beyond words.

My Grandmother's going home at the end of next week, she'd been in the hospital with all the stuff over evacuating and whatnot. But she's out and she's okay :) So I'm thinking of visiting her, it'll be February I suppose, what with everything else that's going on.

No matter where I am, my heart remains in Louisianne.

wedding which took place 78 years ago and I proclaimed after looking at the pics that grandma was a fox. She was downright beautiful. I discovered that she was quite beautiful inside and an extremely loving human being as I had the great pleasure of knowing her for many years but damn she was drop dead gorgeous on her wedding day. She died last year. She would have been 100 last month.

I sometimes laugh at myself for keeping up with everything Louisiana. I know more about politics and what's going on over there than in my current resident state of Mississippi. Not that I don't care about Mississippi but Louisiana is tons more interesting. I'm looking forward to Governor Blanco kicking butt down the road. Her critics have been borderline over the top and think they'll get away with it.

Old photographs like that, my Grandmother has a ton of them and I never get tired of her showing me them.

Your Grandmother sounds like she was fab, aw. I know how much you miss them when they're not around anymore. I've learnt so much from my Grandparents, and my Grandfather even taught me how to shoot when I was a child...just lined bottles up on stumps he did and taught me to shoot. He was a fine man and I have to believe that one day, I'll meet him again...you have to believe in something I suppose.

I'm not ashamed to state that I'm obsessed with Louisiana politics and I'm following closely what's happening with Governor Blanco, she's been doing her best and she's actually a VERY nice person as well. The Governor's critics have been disgraceful, she was faced with an unprecedented situation, that was almost a humanly impossible situation and she made up for her shortcomings with how she handled Rita...and that's good enough for me.

Senator Landrieu pissed me off something rotten last week, with that Gitmo vote of hers, and I gave her a piece of my mind. Which I'd like to think convinced her to do the right thing yesterday in the Senate.

I drank 1/2 a bottle of tequila and tried to phone LBJ. I was told I got as far as the W-H switchboard. I was dating Harper Lee's niece at the time. Ah, Tequila Mockingbird.

How cool. So did you get to meet Harper then?

Monroeville, Alabama. M___ was the love of my life. Viet Nam fucked that up. I met Truman and Harper for the first time in 1966, a year after publication of In Cold Blood. There were other get-togethers. They were just friends. The talk, however, molded me.


Harper Lee ("Aunt Nelle")

That's just a great story :) But I'm sorry about M____ :cry:

I've never read 'In Cold Blood', but I've seen the Richard Fleischer film of the book, an excellant, if disturbing film.

:spank:

:spank:

I mean, that bottle hasn't even been opened.

Seriously...my bestest friend was the cameraman ;)

an embarrassment to all mammals.

That's okay...I just happen to have it:

http://www.charlesgoyette.com/archive/media/2005-11-09-Bonus.mp3

Here, I'd better have another shot of Tequila and then listen to that there audio :)

:)

Making a mouth-trumpet sound of the instrumental parts of "Low Rider."

He would at least have the decency to drink some good tequila. Instead he's just showing his cheap drunk colors by downing the rotgut shit.

Here, understand this, shitbrick. Usted es un tiron. Un hombre pequeno estupido que es un idiota. ¡Vaya el jode lejos, asshole! Pendejo!!! Pinche Puto! muneca!!!

I ALMOST believed you, until I scolled up and checked Bushy's hairline. Right along the hat. Too clean. Plus, the bottle or Puerto Rican Rum has a different lighting.

The Three Caballeros.

Show us Jenna and the other one and Pickles dancing on tables! You've edited the best part out!

What you doing, giving me skills that I don't already possess ;)

:D

That I've got on ice of Junior. Oh yeah, a 16 inch broom handle and he's stuck it right up where the sun don't shine :)

Long-Awaited Beer With Bush Really Awkward, Voter Reports
November 16, 2005 | Issue 41•46

WARREN, PA—Although respondents to a Pew poll taken prior to the 2004 presidential election characterized Bush as "the candidate they'd most like to sit down and have a beer with," Chris Reinard lived the hypothetical scenario Sunday afternoon, and characterized it as "really uncomfortable and awkward."

Reinard, a father of four who supported Bush in the 2000 and 2004 elections, said sharing a beer with the president at the Switchyard Tap gave him "an uneasy feeling."

"I thought he'd be great," Reinard said. "But when I actually met him, I felt real put off."

The president arrived at the bar via motorcade close to 3 p.m. After a sweep by Secret Service agents, Reinard was asked, for security reasons, to move from his favorite stool. Shortly after he had reseated himself, Reinard said he "was pleased" to welcome the president to the Switchyard.

"Boy, it sure is a good day for a cool one," Bush reportedly told the assembled patrons, who were watching the Dolphins­Patriots game.

"When he first walked in, everything seemed fine," bartender Bob Kern said. "He told everyone 'Hi' like he was one of the regulars, then sat next to Chris."...cont'd

http://www.theonion.com/content/node/42590


Chris Reinard and President Bush try to think of something to talk about.