A blog overran by a redbone hound w/his thoughts being paramount to all the coons in the woods. W/constant commentaries to everyone I pull off the road and talk to...last night in Starks, was a bonafide local outside the Quick Stop on his paint; I made an attempt to inquire if the paint took reg. or unleaded. Roscoe had to chip in, thusly setting the blue-heeler off, what a choir, a dodge ram overwhelmed by these two...have mercy on this poor cowboy. (cajunbobpoetlariate@gmail.com)
7/29/2007
LIFE OFFERS SIMPLE REWARDS
...watching woodpeckers at work on dead pine trees...eating muscadines on the cowboy couch the one that caused Martha Stewart to get a whiplash as she drove past and lastly being cooled by squirrels with church fans that was left at a Holy Ghost filled tent revival with my hounds in arms...