ahhhhhhhhh...happy Friday yawl.
The sun is shining for now, the wind is blowing not hard.
All the freaks are out on the street, just hangin' and strayin' for our French Quarter Fest.

The live music is rockin, the food is like way popin' man and all is just moving and grovin.

What is missing from this? why my bestes friends whom I love as part of my family, that is who!
Stephanie Weaver, Janet ( steph's mamma ), Mr.Dean the mean green machine who can play those drums in a way that he makes animal look sain.
Baby hummingbird (Aleshanee) whom I have not had the pleasure of meeting just yet.
For she was born not long after the storm.
A child born in the mist of destruction and sorrow shall be the one to bring peace, love and joy into our lives. God sent her to us for a reason.
Love.

I miss my friends Ann Delorge, Jeff Passage, Karla Hunt etc...etc..ya dig man.
I wish yawl would just come on home for a wee bit so we can all have one big ol' dysfunctional autistic family reunion man.

I miss my friends Leroy ( hey joe! ) Sams who perished in the storm.
Man, he sure did make me laugh in his wheel chair so drunk he couldn't get that thing and his butt home. Man Leroy, was what kept our neighborhood in the 9Th ward going. He watched out for thugs and such. He would always come along and clean the streets and help us out. He would feed you if you were hungry, he didn't judge you, he didn't disrespect you. He accepted you and everyone loved Joe. I know I did, even as crazy as what he made me...I thought Joe was the bomb.
Here's to you Joe...so let's light it up man.

OK so that was my fun thought for today.
here is some more art work...for ya to see, come on man send some pic's of what you do...lord knows I'm tired of looking at just my work man.
Sheeeeeeeeeesh do I bore myself...hummm got milk?
ok...that's fine. For I shall just go and force stigmata from my nipples just to have something fun to do...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaa
Happy Friday yawl...happy french quarter fest...
peace out ma babies...you rock.

As always man...peace in our cities, peace in our valleys, peace in our souls man..let's get it going now and make some much needed gumbo ya-ya man!
opps ok let's see, the table with the black cat I made. Not the cat man, I wish...but just the table. I think it is funny because the mail man now freaks when he has to deliver mail to my home. I guess the wegie table has nothing to do with it ha? oh and the candle I put on it along with the freaky rock that looks like a skull I dug up from my back yard. Yep...he done tosses that mail and runs man..hehehehehhe
"HODO ON THE RISE MAN...HODO ON THE RISE".