Archive for December, 2009

Christmas Poem 2009: Geaux Saints !

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For all my friends who are loyal members of the Who Dat Nation! Thanks to Brian and Emily for letting me mooch this photo. Personally, I don’t get into the NFL, but I realize the historical prospects of the hope before us with the Saints success so far this season.

For my part, Kermit’s signature sound has become such a cheerful and soothing part of my psyche over the years that a couple toots and his vocals trigger the ‘get up’ in me no matter where I’m at or what I am doing. My arm instinctively goes up to those around me in a big “c’mon, let’s go”.

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We have been blessed but this year, lets hope we been extra good . . . so my poem selection this year is a song. “A Saints Christmas” from Kermit Ruffins album HAVE A CRAZY COOL CHRISTMAS, from Basin Street Records.

I saw Santa Clause swingin’
swingin’ in the Treme, Jack –
I got a big wish for Santa
And it’s not a new Cadillac.

It’s better than Grandma’s cookin’
It’s better than hot beignets,
It’s better than a lot o’ money,
Much bigger than the Mardi Gras Day!

I don’t need no champagne or caviar
Don’t need no ice-cold brew
I don’t need no big ole BBQ Pit
Wait a minute, that’s NOT true!

I just had a rap with Santa
And we took us a little stroll,
And all I want for Christmas . . .
Is the Saints in the Superbowl !

I saw Santa Clause swingin’
Swingin’ in the Superdome
C’mon and do the bits and boogie,
Let’s rip their butts and go home!

It’s Christmas in New Orleans,
The Saints is on the road,
And all we want for Christmas,
Is the Saints in the Superbowl !

We want to go, go, go to the Superbowl
The biggest Christmas present ever,
C’mon Coach let’s go to the Superbowl
Who Dat Wearin That Black-N-Gold?!

And all we want for Christmas,
Is the Saints in the Superbowl !
C’mon Santa baby, before we get too old!

Horns!
I saw Santa Clause swingin’
Swingin’ in the Superdome
C’mon and do the bits and boogie,
Let’s rip their butts and go home!

It’s Christmas in New Orleans,
The Saints is on the road,
And all we want for Christmas,
Is the Saints in the Superbowl !

We want to go, go, go to the Superbowl
The biggest Christmas present ever,
C’mon Coach let’s go to the Superbowl
Who Dat Wearin That Black-N-Gold?!

I just had a rap with Santa,
And we took us a little stroll,
And all I want for Christmas . . .
Is the Saints in the Superbowl !

And Merry Christmas to Chef Who Dat !
Chef Who DAT!

Past Christmas Poems:
Christmas Eve Poem, 2008
Driving to Midnight Mass, Christmas Eve Poem, 2007
Ahoy To the World, 2006

Louisianans happy, even when skies are gray

Elizabeth and Lisa

People in sunny, outdoorsy states — Louisiana, Hawaii, Florida — say they’re the happiest Americans, and researchers think they know why.

A new study comparing self-described pleasant feelings with objective measures of good living found these folks generally have reason to feel fine.

The places where people are most likely to report happiness also tend to rate high on studies comparing things like climate, crime rates, air quality and schools.

The happiness ratings were based on a survey of 1.3 million people across the country by the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention. It used data collected over four years that included a question asking people how satisfied they are with their lives….

Ranking No. 1 in happiness was Louisiana, home of Dixieland music and Cajun/Creole cooking.

[Economist Andrew J. Oswald] urged a bit of caution in that ranking, however, noting that part of the happiness survey occurred before Hurricane Katrina struck the state, and part of it took place later. Nevertheless, he said, “We have no explicit reason to think there is a problem” with the ranking.

Rounding out the happy five were Hawaii, Florida, Tennessee and Arizona.

At the other end of the scale, last in happiness — is New York state.

[full story at NOLA.com]

Meowy Xmas : Ted’s Annual Spa Day

Ted's Annual Grooming 5  Ted's Annual Grooming Magazine Animal Clinic

Today was annual bath/grooming day for Ted, a persian I adopted from the humane society and a foster Mom when I was back in Washington D.C. He is my best bud for about seven years now, he’s just cool. But like most dudes, he tends to get some grooming issues going on under his butt about every 6 months, even though I brush him bi-daily. With Persians, you also have to wipe their eyes regularly because their sinuses are compacted. Ted is kinda high maintenance on both ends, but he’s very loving.

Dr. Amy understands the special issues regarding Persians over at the Magazine Street Animal Clinic.

The clinic recently expanded the double shotgun they occupy on Magazine St. near Harry’s Ace Hardware, to accomodate more examination rooms. They should get a reward for conservation for the alternative use of traditional historic space. They preserved the place and made it more functional without eliminating any of the special elements of the house, in particular wooden double doors and maintain original flooring.

Ted’s furballs eventually get too close to his skin for me to remove safely, so I took him in for his annual trim yesterday and a professional grooming.

One year ago, on the snow day I gave him is annual bath. So now, it’s solidified as his annual bath day. It was much worth it to take him in to the clinic this year, they did a much better job. They trimmed his nails and cleaned his ears.

Teddy doesn’t get dirty so much as just greezy. He only weighs 6.4 lbs but he screams really loud all the time. He only has an outside voice. But in the end, he likes to get all fluffed out and silky after the screaming and bitching, you can tell he feels better. Dr. Amy and I laugh, for such a small cat, he’s super loud.

The 2010 New Orleans firefighter calendar is now on sale!

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You can purchase this chunk of toasty hotness and 11 of his well-oiled friends by clicking right here. And of course, proceeds from the calendar will help our city’s awesome firemen and firewomen buy new equipment to keep the smoldering in New Orleans limited to our tastefully appointed boudoirs. Let the “hosing”, “stocking stuffing”, and “chimney sliding” puns begin!

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