Well, my dear folks, it’s way past time for a blog post, and I’ve been silent for far too long, but certainly not by choice. I’d like nothing better than to have the time to write several creative posts per week for you; alas, neither time nor life has been so kind.
DISAPPOINTMENTS and DELAYS
Where do I start? I’ve received calls from several folks wanting to know what’s up with “Swamp People” introducing all these new characters? One doesn’t like the Texans. Another doesn’t like the rednecks. And none of them are Bayou Fabio? Where the heck is Bayou Fabio? Huh?
Well, one disappointing delay is that they had to come back down this week and get more footage of him and hopefully some interpretation of his lingo. Seems Bayou Fabio is so hard to understand that the writers are having difficulty with the subtitles. I offered to interpret, but I think they handled it without me.
The second disappointment is that I talked to one of the writers today, and he said that they have also gotten some negative feedback from people about introducing so many new characters all at once; well, one new pair for each new episode. Anyway, because the network thinks that Bayou Fabio is so fabulous, they are saving his episodes for the proverbial icing on the cake.
So, I hate to be the one to tell you that if you continue to watch, and you don’t like the other new characters, you’re going to have to muddle through each week until I get you a clear date of his first episode. It has been pushed back to possibly some time in April.
Since everybody likes to “know” somebody and since I like to share stories with you that show what a small world it is down here, I’ll take the liberty of telling you a little story about the newest and youngest of the “Swamp People” characters. They call him ZZ, and Termite and I met him about seven years ago. I hope this background story will cheer you up a bit.
It was 2006, and I was working on the “Swamp Tour Project” for the Barataria-Terrebonne National Estuary Program (BTNEP). My job was to find every swamp tour within the estuary system that was back in operation post-Hurricane Katrina. Afterward, I put together a profile for each one and designed the page for the website, which you can see here.
One of the tours we took was Zam’s Swamp Tour in Kramer, LA, which is owned by ZZ’s family. Termite and I enjoyed the tour, and while I visited with the Mrs., the boys played around on the dock. Later, they introduced us to a huge alligator they had in their side yard. There may have been more than one gator, I don’t recall at the moment. But that thing was huge, and they said it was very, very old. As you will see, ZZ comes from a line of adventurous people . . . and I imagine you will meet this gator on the show.
Some of you might recall a TV show that aired around 2005 called “Wife Swap” or “Trading Spouses”. And then while the brain is searching your RAM to see if you did indeed save that information, you might also recall an episode where one of the families that was on the show was this very family. ZZ’s mom swapped places with a woman in Los Angeles. Is this sounding familiar? She gave those vegan ladies little alligator heads as party gifts!
ZZ was a cute, rotund, active little blond-headed fellow who became famous for the saying, “alligators don’t sweat”! The saying caught on, and fans of the show could be seen wearing T-shirts touting his slogan. Somehow, he evaded my camera the day of our visit, so I’ll share some other photos with you to prove we were really there!
Termite and I had a nice time on their tour, but somehow, and I’m still not sure how, ZZ avoided my camera lens.
ZZ’s dad was really cool and even let Termite run the boat. That really made his day!
Fast forward to the summer of 2012, and I’m sitting at Big Al’s in Houma, LA, watching the goings on of the casting call for the next season of “Swamp People”, and who walks in, but ZZ, all grown up-ish. I greeted him, and we chatted for a while, and he told me that he was going to give the King of the Swamp a run for his money!
Well, his episode aired last night, and for some aggravating reason, History Channel went on the fritz, and I could barely make out the images on the screen and the audio was all chopped up. Evidently the casting crew liked his get-up so much that they insisted he wear the same thing on the show–I DID see that much last night.
If you’ve been wondering why I’ve been so busy and haven’t as many new posts lately, it’s because I have a new part-time job that has been eating my lunch. I am working as Executive Director for a local non-profit that needed a little help reorganizing and revitalizing; and in order to do that, I’ve been working like a maniac on a fantastic grant opportunity that will put a feather in their caps and increase their presence and credibility. (I’ve also had to put out a few fires and throw water on some embers along the way.) The deadline for the grant is March 15th, so I’ve been burning the candle at both ends to get this done before . . . .
I get to do something new–speak to a group of 40 of “volun-tourists” from across the country about Last Island and the Hurricane of 1856 to help lay some groundwork for them before they go out to Raccoon Island (the western most island in the Last Island chain) and plant black mangroves for the nesting pelicans and other wading birds. That’s on March 14th.
Then on the 15th, I have to study for radio show on Saturday morning, the 16th, which is also the day of the 7th annual Bayou Dularge Trash Bash. That night, I am attending a dinner with the “volun-tourists” over in Cocodrie.
Then, Sunday, the 17th will find me out on Raccoon Island planting black mangroves and making the brown pelicans and roseate spoonbills happy, happy, happy! (And later a post about that trip and all the players that I hope will make you happy, too!)
And then, on Monday the 18th, I will take a big deep breath, sit down with my morning coffee, upload all the photos from my adventures to my external hard drive. Choose the ones I want to share with you and decide whether to tell you about the Trash Bash first or the Island Planting. Either way, I’ll do my best to bring you some good photos.
Meanwhile, it’s Friday night and the end of one heck-of-a-day playing Ex. Director. It’s time to go cut the red velvet cake and sing happy birthday to Termite, who turned 17 today! (oh, and I forgot to tell y’all that sandwiched between all of this are his baseball games I’ve been attending in the evenings!).
But tomorrow is Saturday, and I am actually, really, and truly taking a day off and going to enjoy a sleep-over at a girlfriend’s house. We are going shopping for patio furniture. Doesn’t that sound fun? I think I’m going to put my cell phone on silent to make sure I take the day off.
By the way, it’s crawfish season, and we had our family boil this week, and the next day I made crawfish stew. Come on, tell us what you’ve been doing/cooking!!!
See ya later alligators!