Nuff said

Sobering.

Photo of the Moment

Crayfish "et tu fay"
(AKA Crawdaddies)

1 lb cooked crayfish tails
1/4c all purpose flour
1/4 c butter
1 c finely chipped onions
1 c finely chopped celery
1/2 c finely chipped green sweet pepper
3garlic cloves, minced
1 tb butter
3/4 c water
1/2 c sliced green onion
1/4 c nnipped fresh parsley
1/2 - 3/4 tsp salt
1/4 - 1/2 tsp ground red papper (cayenne)
1/4 tsp ground black pepper
Hot cooked rice.

Cook crayfish. STOP.
In a 3 qu pan stir in flour and 1/4 c butter, till smooth, over medium high heat for 3 minutes-stirring constantly.
Reduce heat to medium, cook and stir for 7 minutes, 'til reddish brown roux is formed.
Add onion, celery, sweet pepper and garlic, cook and stir for 5 minutes more.
add 1 TB butter, stir 'til melted, stir in water, green onion, parsley, salt and both red and black pepper.
Bring to a boil, add Crayfish
Return to a Boil.
(Yeah buddy)

Simmer (what?) uncooked for 5 minutes.
Serve with hot rice, if in the south (what?) good with grits.

I will have mine with GRITS.

You have got to be kidding me.

G.R.I.T.S.
Girls Raised In The South.

Please don't call me late for supper.

'Nuff said

Now this Ride has Style.

That's spelled S.T.Y.L.E.

Boy Howdy.

Style.

What Fresh Hell?

Now this is a photograph I made this afternoon. I came home and just could not leave it alone.

There is a madness that is rampant in the nation. I don't know where it comes from and don't care where it goes, just get the hell away from me. If you don't I will.

I am worried for the good of my native soil, for the second time in my life.

It is the Money that drive$ all of the Bu$'s engines.

Anyway let's just all have a good chuckle for old time sake.

ya know back in the day when everyone knew what the back of the bu$ was for.

Nuff said

Merry Pranksters

I went to the County Fair evening last.

Caught a photo of the Bus that I'm seem to get on everynow and again.

What Stale Hell, is this?

Tea Baggers:







T Backers:



You do the math.

What Stale Hell, is this?

Mr. Robert Johnson gave us all good advice, way back in the day.

Come on in my Kitchen, 'bound to be rainin' outside.

Think I'll cook an 8 pound roast.

Yeah, keep the gas burnin' on for a couple of hours.

Open up the oven when it's done and all.

Hell, maybe go drive the car, with the new heater, to the store, and all, yeah,

find out where the best roast is at,

maybe the one out by the interstate,

look 'round for a wood pile along the way.

Yeah, that's the ticket.