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The Jolly Inn
In case you’re thinking that’s where Santa stays, think again. The Jolly Inn is a local, old-time dance hall in Houma, Louisiana, where you might find yourself having a jolly old time, if you just let your hair down and let your feet fly! That is exactly what Lil Sis and I did on one of her recent trips down the bayou.
Fishing in August?
On the lighter side of things (referring to my few last political posts), Termite and I braved the August heat earlier in the week and went fishing.
Early Christmas . . .
Tonight, we are celebrating our family Christmas. Both of the older boys, who work on tugboats, are off the boat right now but will be gone for Christmas.

Judging the Pontchatoula Gumbo Cookoff
Very quickly, before I hit the road, let me invite you to come visit me in Pontchatoula tomorrow (Saturday, Feb. 27th). I will be one of a panel of judges for the Annual Pontchatoula High School Football Booster Club Gumbo Cookoff. Benefits go toward a scholarship fund in honor of a football player who was…
To shoot or not to shoot red fish?
That is the question. Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer The barbs and hooks of outrageous treble, Or to take arms against SB573 And, by opposing, end the insanity. . . Shakespeare was just about as hard to understand as the reasoning behind Louisiana SB573, which would ban the taking of red drum…

A Different Kind of Mardi Gras
When I relocated to south Louisiana at the adventurous age of 23, the celebration of Mardi (Tuesday) Gras (fat) had not yet made its way to the streets of Bossier City or Shreveport, my old stomping grounds. And because my family wasn’t Catholic, I was pretty clueless about Fat Tuesday and Ash Wednesday and Lent….
Wow! Is this a rat snake?
Yes, that would be correct! I think it was thinking about eating some kitten.
…..O….M….G…!!!!!…….T.h.u….d! Don’t care how long I live down here…I never get used to those things…also knowing it’s dead…just seeing termite holding it…my skin is crawling with the shivers…ok..just breathe…
I pulled a copperhead out from under my push mower prior to starting it this week..but it was only 7-8 inches…I mowed my lawn on my tippy toes mind you….You have found my weakness…and it’s ssssssssnakes! I can’t quite looking at that young man holding it….I have watched them climbing trees, seen them sleeping in holes in the ground, slithering off patio roofs, and dug them up with potatoes…They are E V E R Y W H E R E….but I can’t get used to them!!! uuuugh…errrh..thanks for sssharing…(Termite..go wash your hands baby!!!!)
Deb in Tx, with one shakey cup of coffee…shhhezzzzzzzz
Yea, I’m with you, Deb. I hate to kill a non-poisonous snake, but this one startled him and the big yellow dog, and yes he did use his Christmas present on it. Watch out for those copperheads, though.
Hope Termite used his Christmas present on “God’s one mistake”.
Yes, he surely did!
Yikes. I try to maintain an agreement with the snakes around our place: you stay outside of our property lines, and I won’t kill you. Unless you’re a copperhead, and then all bets are off.
Yeah, I just remembered, I can’t come down the bayou… ever… again. *shudder* Where WAS that?! And it’s a king snake, right?
Oh… missed the first comment. Rat snake. I can see it now. I’m going to have to adopt ALL those little kitties!
Please, please please come get the kitties. Better yet, I’ll drop them off with a bag of food, and Muzicman will just think they belong to the big white house next door, where they ALWAYS have cats, right? Hey, that sounds like a good plan!
It’s the water moccasins from the pond across the road that I REALLY hate to find in my yard! Big, black ugly vipers.
You go, Termite!!!!
Cuz, we don’t tolerate water moccasins here AT ALL!