Punxsutawney Phil, that nefarious, evil, smelly, mangy, disease-ridden, skuzzy varmint in Pennsylvania has once again gotten on my last nerve. “Punx” could conceivably be pronounced “punks” and that’s what the rodent is: A punk, a lower-life form, something akin to a glob of primordial goo. Six more weeks of winter. OK, so it’s the first week... »
Two Books, Many Journeys…
"The Books" page for more information on these works. Both available from online retailers such as Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
Roger Emile Stouff has been a writer and journalist since 1980, now with the St. Mary and Franklin Banner-Tribune in Franklin, Louisiana where he has received numerous state press awards for his column, "From the Other Side," reprinted here. He is the son of Nicholas Stouff, the last traditional chief of the Chitimacha Tribe of Louisiana and Lydia Gaudet Stouff, a Cajun Belle.
Happiness Is…
…a new set of boat plans! The postman was kind enough to deliver to me Wednesday, in addition to a detailed topographic map of Kisatchie Bayou, a set of boat plans from Swan Boat Design in California. It was like Christmas all over again. The plans arrived... »
Over Here
The Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming The drums rum tumming everywhere So prepare Say a prayer Send the word, send the word to beware… (George M. Cohan, “Over There”) The victory of a... »
Cuts
Cheerful! Cheerful, dangit, cheerful! Granted, the weather has improved significantly. My mood is not nearly so foul as it has been. It’s warmer, and despite the considerable chance of rain... »
Living in a Daydream
Trying my best to be less melancholy and more cheerful. It ain’t working at all. After three or four half-hearted starts at writing something funny, I gave up. I’m not... »