Happy Mardi Gras

We made it to Esther Wood and stayed at the fillin' station/ liars club. The young man who rode me back to get the van brought me a bag of boiled crawfish. He and the regulars of the station showed me how to eat the "mudbugs" telling me the in-and-outs of gettin' the innards' out. Not a delicacy for the faint of heart. It was an initiation this boy from Kentucky won't soon forget. Today we hope to get midway to Jennings. I'd say more but a Lou Z anna version of "Ramblin' Man" on the radidio' has got the moss gatherin' under my feet. I hope you'll understand...