Thursday, August 02, 2018

List of Events fpr Carnival Weekend

The Carnival starts early this year with many vendors arriving today. There is lots of activity in the park as they set up tents and get the party going.
10:30 AM- The Annual Geriatric Three Leg Race- Circle the Park, first one to live to cross the finish line wins!
12:00 Noon-  Watermelon Jugglers will be performing in front of the Family Hair Loom. Ohh the thrills of juggling 20 pound melons.
2:00 PM- Watermelon Fight- This is the big event for every kid in town. A free-For-All food fight in the park. Ambulances will be on site.
5:00 PM- The Watermelon Sky Dive Team will deploy over Water Valley. Please do not shoot at the performers.
7:00 PM- Bonfire and Hotdog Cookout- We will be burning Paul Howell in effigy this year, followed by hotdogs cooked over his hot coals.
10:00 PM- End of day- Sleep it off cause Friday is going to be a big day.

Monday, July 23, 2018

The Parthenon of Nashville

Another thing we did on our trip to Nashville, was to visit the Original Parthenon of Nashville, which is the center of Greek culture in the world. It was amazing! Gigantic! Colossal!
Many famous people have visited here including Percy Jackson the famous Olympian.
Do not be fooled by that pile of rocks in Athens, Greece.
This is the original as everyone knows.
PS They do not allow human sacrifice there anymore which was disheartening.

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

A Wedding of Nashville Cats



Yes, we all went to the big wedding of Haley and Alex and had a great time, despite being lost on the Natchez Trace and ending up in Godforsaken, Alabama. We stayed in Franklin, TN and relaxed before the festivities started and then braced ourselves for the party weekend.
A nice rehearsal dinner at a very fancy country club started it and everyone we met was charming, nice and went out of their way to be nice to us. We had a meal, drinks and watched the couple who seemed to glow with all the beautiful arrangements around them.
None of our group was arrested or thrown out the whole night so it was a major success, even though after listening to Paul drone on and on I thought I might be losing my hearing.
The next day was the wedding but we made it to the Country Music Hall of Fame early on and then went to a big event center outside Nashville for the wedding and reception.
Haley looked beautiful, She cried, Alex cried, I almost got stung by a wasp, Wanda cried. Paul was quiet for once. A beautiful service, they were married! and the party started with a few hundred guests. A sit down dinner, then the music started and the drinks flowed. It was great until Mr. Tightwad cut us off at 10:30. There was still whiskey left!
I have made this short but it truly was great. The rehearsal dinner, the wedding, the party, the whole atmosphere and all of Alex's friends and family were super nice.
Congratulations to Alex and Haley Boyd on your new life together. See you at camp!

Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Howell Open 2018 Results

Another Howell Open, another trophy on my desk. I'm running out of room. Julyy 1 the Howell Open was played and the winners were the team of Steven Hill, John Bullion, Ellis (he only has one name), and your friendly neighborhood golf pro and blogger, Rex Howell
2nd place went to Mr. Silver himself (Bebo Howell)and his daughter Leslie Howell along with Trent Howell and Larry Trent  (a miracle)

The third and fourth place teams are not mentioned as they are abject losers and no one cares or wants to ever know anything about them (Pitiful) 
 
 Here is a pic of all the players. We had a great time and hope you will join us next year.

 

Thursday, June 28, 2018

The Howell Open

The big tournament has arrived, where members of the Howell family do their best to crush each other in a twisted, barbaric, no holds barred Golf Tournament.
We will tee-off Sunday morning at 9 AM. Ambulances will be on site, and the pond will be checked for "stray" alligators early that morning.
Beverages will be served by the losers after the tournament, while the winners laugh and tell jokes.
No pressure on BETTY BULLION, the only hope for that side of the family.
As last years winner, I can only say Ha-Ha-Ha. I fully expect to win again, even though I am sure Trent and Bebo will stack the teams against me.
GOOD LUCK AND MAY BIRDIES ALWAYS BE IN YOUR FUTURE.


PS- The night tournament is Saturday night. A time for partying, drinking and playing golf at night.
What more could you want?

Monday, June 18, 2018

Bebo Shanked It

I was playing golf and looked up to see a truck on fire in the road that runs alongside the Golf Course in Water Valley. I raced my golf cart over to a group of golfers that were nearby observing and got the story of what happened.
Bebo had shanked his ball in some kind of shank, duck hook, busting through the window of the truck, knocking the driver out, and killing two chickens. The ball ping-ponged inside the cab, breaking the electronics out and setting the whole thing on fire.
Emergency crews, the police and fire department got to the scene quickly and everything turned out OK. I managed to ask Bebo what happened and he said , " I moved my hand a quarter inch to the right."

Monday, June 11, 2018

Small Hands, Big Fish

My brother James (with notoriously small hands) has been busy so far this summer building cabins near Oxford and chasing his new girlfriend, Debbie. I guess his poor bees will just have to survive as best they can, now that he has added grabbling to his list of activities too.
Last weekend James, Debbie, and their pals caught these. I feel a fish fry in my future.

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

Golf Camp 2018

Last weekend was the annual Golf Camp at the famous Christmas Place Deer and Birdie Club.
We had whiskey, we had great food, we had a campfire, we had crawfish and we had all the golf you could want. After playing with these chislers, I am happy to report I am richer and wiser.

Attending were Stewart "Deep Woods" Allen, Mike "Blind Dog" Edwards, W.G. "Bulldog" Griffin,
"Cowboy" Larry Trent, Paul "Big Talk" Howell,  Kenny "Wood Tick" Taylor, Trent "Lost Ball" Howell, Barry "Lost Clubs" Weeks, Bebo "Psycho" Howell, and your friendly neighborhood blogger and golf professional Rex "Cash" Howell


Tuesday, May 15, 2018

Spencer Rising (Graduation 2018)

This past Thursday, I took a long drive to the MS Gulf Coast to see the graduation of our own Spencer Howell from college. Amazing! Stupendous! Wonderful! Anytime one of our children graduates it feels like a miracle. I am very, very proud. He has come a long way and sometimes I can't believe he has grown into such a smart, intelligent young man. Sometimes I have to squint my eyes just to recognize him.
Then they showed me the list of his accomplishments and I said Spencer? Spencer Who?
I am very proud.
You can see his major in computer programming,  named Campus Activities Board President,
Sophomore Class Favorite, Vice Presidents List.
Also he received the honors of being inducted into the JD Campus Hall of Fame, Who's Who at MGCCC 2018, and MGCCC Hall of Fame.
He is also the winner of the prestigious Thunderhoof Scholarship which is the most important of course. Congratulations, Spencer I love you and everyone at camp wants to see you soon!


Saturday, May 05, 2018

The Thunderhoof Band



Last night The Thunderhoof Band played in Oxford, MS at a fundraiser for the St. John's Church and helped raise about a Bazillion dollars for charity. Here is a picture of the band.
James, Debbie, Denise and Rex (Droptine) Howell
Not pictured is Thunderhoof (who was outside taking a potty break)
A good time was had by all!

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

BeeKeepers Can Hunt Too

Yes, I know that constant humming in their head can be a distraction, but every now and then.......

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Trent's Answer

Trent has been terribly upset about the deer situation at the famous Christmas Place this year. He can't understand why he doesn't kill 3 gigantic trophy bucks every year. In fact, he only killed one this year. Boo-Hoo!! He has been studying though and has finally come up with the answer.
WE WILL FENCE THEM IN!!!!!
He has been working hard and has set up a new gate that will keep th0se pesky deer inside. BEHOLD!

Another great idea from my rocket scientist brothers.

Wednesday, April 04, 2018

We Give Paul The Bird

After months of griping about how he really needed to shoot a big deer (ha-ha) and continually crying about the magnificent deer that I shot. The members of the Christmas Place graciously decided to give Paul the whole Easter weekend for he and his family (yes, Mikey too) to see if he could possibly, by accident, kill a big turkey. Lo and Behold, we gave the bird to Paul!

Tuesday, March 13, 2018

Turk-Tock, Turk-Tock

We are into March and I thought I saw the sun shining for just a minute. It has rained, been warm, rained, turned cold, rained and rained some more. I am ready for sunshine, green grass, and pretty spring days. The good news is that turkey season is fast approaching and I will hopefully get my once a year shot at getting one. Meanwhile Satan and his coast minions are gearing up to invade the Christmas Place and blast enough turkeys for all my readers to have a nice Thanksgiving meal.
We will see.

Friday, March 09, 2018

Happy Birthday To Me!

Today is my 600th birthday, I mean 60th birthday. Planning on eating, drinking and partying until at least 10 o'clock tonight. I am a real party animal!
Thank you for the calls, messages and letters to help me celebrate this milestone in life and hope that I can keep blogging on. Oh, did I tell you about that big droptine buck I killed..........?????

is it me or am I beginning to look a lot like Othmar ?
 

Tuesday, March 06, 2018

Hog Camp 2018

We had a great time with about twenty gung-ho visitors at the Droptine Lodge this past weekend. The weather was absolutely beautiful and everyone seemed to have a great time. We only got two hogs, but spent a lot of time outside around the campfire enjoying great stories, tall tales, and having a few drinks. You missed a great time. Burney did a great job handling camp and I want to say Thank-You.

Monday, February 26, 2018

The Trap is Ready

Last weekend I went to camp with Burney and we got everything ready for the big hog hunt. We spread about a million pounds of corn, set up all the feeders and managed to tie at least a dozen hogs to trees to give the Lammey's at least a chance to kill a hog. Don't bet on it though
So everything is ready and we will be headed in to the Droptine Lodge on Friday.
Should be eventful.
PS Erin, this is what you are looking for.

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Evil Dog Thread

2 weeks ago, Camo could not walk, barely ate and we knew that time had run out on her. This week the Evil Varmint is waltzing around, eating like a hog, barking at all hours of the night and in general being her old self.
Truth told, we came to realize she was being over medicated and now she is a million times better.
The last time she went to camp with me I shot the drop-tine buck, so she is pretty lucky for me too.
She still hates a deer, a hog, a bird, a squirrel, rabbit, turtle, snake, rhinoceros, Paul, Trent and a whole lot of other things, but I sure am glad she is back to her Evil Self.

Thursday, February 15, 2018

The Hog Hunt is On!!

The first weekend in March is scheduled to be the Hog Hunt at the famous Christmas Place. Visitors will be coming from all over to stay at the comfortable and relaxing Droptine Lodge. There will be a bunch of Lammeys, (hide your whiskey) Matt the Banker (hide your wallet) a couple of shyster lawyers (hide everything else) and me your friendly neighborhood blogger and COTY award winner.
The Minnesota men should be there. (they speak in monosyllables, so prepare YUP!)
After a disastrous hog camp last year the hogs are back with a vengeance and it looks like we should kill plenty and only have a few coast morons gored to death. Should be a great weekend

Thursday, February 01, 2018

Camper Of The Year

This past weekend I was officially named Camper Of The Year at the famous Christmas Place (again). My friend and fellow blogger Marian Love was flown in by private jet to award me with the skull mount of my BIG DROPTINE BUCK.
My evil brothers Paul and Trent cried, pulled their hair and had hissy fits (again). They called the Game and Fish commission to extend deer season a few months. They said no (again)
Burney whined about some 4-point he shot and spent the day sulking (again). Mark argued for some big hog he shot and was hooted off the stage (again) Michael, Spencer and Austin were doing millennial things and missed the last weekend (again)
I rode on Thunderhoof through the streets of Tchula in the parade as the crowd threw roses and chanted "Droptine, Droptine! (again)
And with all the accolades pouring in, I just try to be your humble and truthful neighborhood blogger (again)

Monday, January 29, 2018

A Smelly Conclusion

This was the last weekend of deer season at the famous Christmas Place and my brother Satan, no the other brother (Paul) was in a frenzy to get a big buck. Lot's of people believe it was a case of Droptine Envy. Paul ran white-eyed through every food plot, looked behind the barn, kicked every brush top, checked the bunk room, went all around the lake and still no big deer could be found for him to blast. Saturday night I heard him scream "Eureka! I know where he is!
The next morning when the big truck pulled in the yard, Paul went out to meet the driver wearing his insulated underwear, wool socks a red bandana and carrying his 7 MAG.
The terrified driver went to work and started emptying the septic tank while Paul kept his rifle aimed at it. When he was through and burned rubber out of the driveway, Paul stuck his head and a flashlight down in the hole. "Hellooo-lo-lo-o?"
No big buck was hiding in the septic tank and our dejected hunter went back into the Droptine Lodge to chew old bones.
No deer and a smelly conclusion to our Deer Season.

Monday, January 22, 2018

Gone With The Rut

This past weekend at the famous Christmas Place, the weather submitted and we had excellent temperature to hunt in. Unfortunately, it seemed as if all the deer had just disappeared. Maybe they are hibernating? The woods seemed empty. No deer, no hogs, no rhinoceroses, nothing. Paul almost went crazy. There is one weekend left of deer season. Hopefully Spring and Golf will be here soon.

Monday, January 15, 2018

A Cold Deer For Tim

It was cold, so cold that I had given up and was just praying for dark so that I could get the hell back to our warm cabin. 15 minutes before pitch dark a shot rang out. That couldn't be Tim Crosby, I figured he had already frozen to death. I met him at the Levee Stand a few minutes later and he was as proud as could be. He made a long shot and dropped the big 7 point at about 175 yards.
A damn fine shot in freezing temps and a 20 mph wind.
Burney had shot a pig and we got a pic of those two morons together

Monday, January 08, 2018

2018 Started Right

We got to the ffamous Christmas Place and the world renowned Droptine Lodge this weekend to get after the deer as the new year started. I even brought my old friend Matt Parham even though he is a banker. Friday afternoon the shooting started and when the smoke finally cleared Burney had 2 hogs and so did Matt.
I t was really cold the next morning and Spencer got an antlerless deer, but Burney came through after lunch and got this really wide 6 point that had been roaming around trying to get shot.
Looks like a great start for 2018!

Wednesday, January 03, 2018

Crappie New Year!!!

Thousands packed the street in Water Valley while the Big Creek marching band played "Hail To The Fish" and watched the seconds count down at the First Annual Crappie Drop in Water Valley. Refreshments of all types flowed freely in the frigid atmosphere as the joyous and rowdy crowd roared as the big fish dropped at the stroke of midnight. A great night, a fun night and a hope for a prosperous and Happy New Year!
(PS No fish were injured in the event)

Tuesday, January 02, 2018

Holiday Hunting News

While I was curled up under my blanket resting on my laurels, the rest of the camp members were hunting like crazy. Michael got in his yearly 2 days of hunting and shot this nice 10 point on the Taj Mahal stand.

The next day, Paul, suffering a dose of Droptine fever managed to shoot this 9 point on the edge of the cottonfield. I think it was hiding under the ammonia tank.

In related news the camphouse at the famous Christmas Place has been named Droptine Lodge.
Sounds appropriate, wonder where they got that from?