Smiling Over Times Square

A former Water Vallian took this picture while he was walking in Times Square. That is in New York City where they make that cheap Picante Sauce. The picture is of our hometown girl Connie Wilson. She hasn't even been to New York in ages.

Paul's Vacation Photo IV

Paul said it took all of his driving skill at 90 mph to turn the car into a controlled sideways skid to be able to fill his pronghorn antelope tags for the next 4 years.
He said the vacation is going great but for some reason, Wanda's hair is turning white and none of the kids will talk to him.

Paul's Vacation Photo III

Paul and Wanda are still up at Yellowstone enjoying their vacation. Going down the road yesterday, Wanda had to forcibly grab the wheel to save this poor Moose from becoming a statistic. Paul is still mad about it but fortunately I won't have to explain another bloody encounter by my Evil brother with a big game animal to the Duchess. (or the Police)

Paul's Vacation Photos II

Paul sent this photo of a buffalo trying to cross the road. The next picture he sent was so bloody and gross I could not post it. Needless to say the poor buffalo did not make it across the road. I think Paul had to accidentally run over it 3 or 4 times. Paul and Wanda cooked out that night and had fresh buffalo burgers.

Paul's Vacation

Paul is vacationing at Yellowstone this week. I am sure there is not a bear, deer, buffalo, elk or big horned sheep that is safe in the whole park. He sent me his first vacation photo today. He managed to swerve off the road and bag this big buck on the way up there.

Confusion While Hunting

So you are at the famous Christmas Place Hunting Club up in a white oak tree waiting for a big old buck to come out and suddenly a large group of elephant-like animals come out of the thicket and come over to your tree and start eating acorns right off the tree. They're blaring and huffing and grunting and making all kind of racket while they look you in the eye or poke you with their trunks and you realize that you need to make a decision. Are they Mammoths or are they Mastodons? See how confusing it is?

Graduated At Last!

Sarah Howell graduated with Distinction this past Thursday Night with the Gulfport High Class of 2012.

The Crappie Festival Pic

This is the most important picture taken at the recent Crappie Festival. While Jody was on her annual fishing trip, Denise, Camo and I were enjoying the Crappie right here in Water Valley.

An Eerie Text

I received a strange and eerie text late last night and thought it was humorous for a minute until I realized the signature at the bottom was "Wandering Jack". Jack is the strange Vampire that lives on the Christmas Place and checks in with me from time to time about his life and what is going on in the Supernatural world. I wrote about him in The Collector and in Ghostwriter. He wanted to remind me to go see a movie that parallelled our lives and his story. Dark Shadows starts tonight.

I Name You "Evil Dog"

Camo, Hellhound of the Delta, I name you "Evil Dog", Barker in the Night, Howler at the Moon, Snorer in the Dawn, Hater of the Deer, Beggar of Treats, King of Shedding Fur, Butterball to the Gods, Growler at Birds, Sleeper on Watch, Pooter under the Bed, Master of Revolving Doors, Front Seat Hog, I name you "Friend of Thunderhoof the Unspeakable", Traitor to Deer Hunters, Sniffer of Possums, Runner of Armadillos, Hater of 4-Wheelers, 16 Hour Sleeper, Beggar at the Table, Smeller of Turtles, Noise Maker of Automobiles, Chaser of Bumblebees and Worthless Tracker of Wild Hogs

Have you heard Rick Riordan has published his new book called The Serpent's Shadow

My Dog's Disdain

I told my dog, Camo, all about how this elephant could play the harmonica and was probably traveling with a cool band somewhere while she was laying on the porch not doing a damn thing. She was not amused.
Groovy Elephant Tunes
If an elephant can play the harmonica, then my worthless dog ought to be able to play the guitar at least or maybe get the energy up to jump through a hula-hoop.
Which brings me back to figuring out what the hell the Duchess is thinking. My dog hates monkeys. Hates 'em. You think I'm weird. Go check out Bridget, she has the same problems I do.