Howie Luvzus

Here she is in an interview. Behind her, turkeys are being slaughtered!
Funny! Gross, but Funny!

Thanks Becky!

I can’t with good conscience vote for someone who has supporters who are so stupid and hateful. I’ll admit that Hillary’s supporters could be just as bad. I bet these folks consider themselves to be Christians.

For the record… My vote will not be based on hatred and bigotry. I wish I could say the same for these folks:

The little woman and I took a scooter ride to look at Banksy’s art in New Orleans.

We ate a Shrimp poboy at Parkway Tavern:

It was really cool. Since we were in the 9th ward I also took a few pics of the houses that Brad Pitt built:

You can see my Banksy pics here.

Long intro, but worth the wait. Wish they (Cowboy Mouth) were all still together.

I just spoke with my next door neighbor. He said my house did fine! That’s great news. If anyone would like some thawed shrimp or redfish, feel free to stop by and get it out of my fridge in the garage. Let my neighbor Larry know what you’re doing first or you might get shot.

If you don’t mind, while you’re there…hose the fridge out and bury the rest of the stuff in the back yard. That way I won’t have to do that this time!

We’re going to the Houston County Fair today! We’ll get to see (more) cows and pigs! Can’t wait to get home. Too bad my mayor is too stupid to understand the placard system! We have a 2 tier placard for the car. Hope we can get home soon.

Logan is stuck in Baton Rouge with no power. He’s cranky. Next time, he’s coming with us!

We’re back in TN Ridge. Seems like deja vu all over again. Last time I lost my job, but kept my house. This time I’d like to keep both but if not…I’d like to keep my job and lose my house.

Four months alone in Nashville added about 25 pounds, made me pretty bitter and a diabetic. That didn’t go so well.

If you’re into prayer, say one for us. Jesus and I are having a few “issues” right now.

Hope all my New Orleans friends make out well!

Take care. Be good! And if you can’t be good, be careful!

Seems the LPGA is just as bigoted as the Terrebonne Parish School Board!

The LPGA Tour boasts players from all over the world, and it wants all of them to be able to speak English.

The LPGA will require players to speak English starting in 2009, with players who have been LPGA members for two years facing suspension if they can’t pass an oral evaluation of English skills. The rule is effective immediately for new players.

There are 121 international players from 26 countries on the LPGA Tour, including 45 players from South Korea.

Tuesday afternoon I tried to calm the lovely wife a bit by explaining that I would see where Gustav was the next morning, check on it at noon, check on it when I got home and not get obsessed over it. As I reflect on that conversation a bit (One reason we’ve lasted 24 years) I realize that my cavalier attitude was very inappropriate. The next morning, I gave the same little speech to a co-worker and she teared-up. Man, was I an idiot.

It’s not something that you can put in the back of your mind. Once you’ve had your life totally changed by something like the Federal Flood, there’s no going back. In fact, it’s so deeply embedded in your psyche that sleep is no escape. Since I worked as a case manager trying to help persons impacted by Katrina I have had nightmares about their plights. I had several last night. I admire those who have sucked it up and are ready to stick it out here even if we get another big one. I will not. I can’t afford to lose my job and stay here doing something I hate. I can’t handle any more health issues. I can’t handle being separated from my family for four months again. I can’t handle losing any more friends. I can’t handle the daily struggles of living in a place with so many frustrations that go on and on and on.

I’m not panicked. I’m sleepy, I’m apprehensive, and depressed. I’m angry that Katrina has become a big joke for outsiders and even some of my family members. I’m angry at most of the politicians and public figures that have failed us.

So we’ll head out tomorrow to spend a long weekend away. Hopefully we’ll come back to our home. But unfortunately, this serves as a reminder of how fragile our lives really are. Many people have grown stronger from the Federal Flood experience. God Bless em’!

I’ll know that I’ll be with two of the most important people in my life and that my two sons will be safe from the storm because they are away at college. This event reminds me that even though I love New Orleans and that it has given me great joy, my real joy is with the family. My real comfort is in the love they bring me. I know that at least I won’t lose that this week and that brings me great peace.

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