Month: April 2009

AhhhhYeeeeeeeeeeee! Rajun Cajun Festival (sorry it’s out of order)

Ah the first festival of the season, as someone who is chairmen of the “Sunday Funday Group” said, this is the beginning of 45 days of liver abuse and he pretty much hit the nail on the head. The good thing about the Rajun Cajun Crawfish festival is that it is a one day party and since everyone is on at least one cooking team, we have this down to a science.
Sunday morning was started with a lovely rain showers but thankfully the Gods must have been Coon Arse because it let up around 9ish and stayed dry and nice pretty much all afternoon.
We came in 6th out of 27 teams in the Gumbo contest and one of our team members came in first for being overserved, but thankfully no animals were harmed of that event. So till next year AhhhhhhYeeeeeeeeeeeee!!

The first corndog of the season (sadly the grease needs to get ‘seasoned’ before they get good!)
The Savoirfaire and the Lagniappe Boys (and Katie)

Katie and Jen (please notice the coozie!)

Brothers Curt (who was late and w/o breakfast) and Steve-o

Our Head Chef and chief bottle washer Wayne (and the only true Coon arse on the team)

What is a festival w/o Aunt Terry

Ah the first boob tube/dress of the season!

Jo-Ann and Maria showed up too!

WTCBF is that? A wheel chair getting a tow from a hover round! Got to love the free festivals

Nice Bee Hive is the B52’s in town?

And to think that Brice and Kelsey will be welcoming in a new sibling in 9 months!

Let’s see my friends from Kansas City and MN beat that grill!

Me and Aunt Terry

Nice Hat Steve, do you have the matching thong too?

I promise that there is not a drop of alligator in that!

And then the rains came!

Thankfully they didn’t stop the drinking (and this wasn’t the team member who came in first)

Rain is letting up a bit

Neighbor and Val

Entry fee to the team 120.00
drinks for team – 40.00
t-shirt – 10.00
being around a great bunch of friends on the river – PRICELESS!
TTK!

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Harvard married a Mexican

Picture it if you will, there is a hurricane that has been forcasted to hit your home town, now you have been there before but never in a million years has one hit New Orleans so you decide to evacuate. You select about 3 or 4 days of clothes and leave the rest as you don’t think anything will happen. Then as you watch on TV as the levees did not hold and when you do finally return to your home you find that you had 11 feet of mud, water and God knows what in your family home. Your job at the Casino has been put on hold as the city is in ruins so you accept a position in Tunica Ms with a sister property. Now your parents, they pack up and move to Las Vegas and all of your childhood memories are just that a memory. Now since Katrina, you and your fellow New Orleans buds have befriended some Memphians and you made the decision to not move back to New Orleans but rather stick it out in Tunica.
In this time you meet a girl who is a Venezuelan (she only looks Mexican) and between your Coon Arse accent and her “Aye Pappi” dialect you start dating and even fall in love.
Ok, I am not a Harlequin writer! End of the story is that Josh and Adriana got married this past Friday in a small civil ceremony and we hosted the reception at Steve and Maria’s house. A good time was had by all and everyone was behaved and even the beer pong table stayed in the garage.
Ok to the pics;

The Happy Couple
A toast by Steve-O

SanSalvador’s words

A proud Daddy and mother

So a Rabbi, a Priest and a Baptist Minister go into a bar….

The Wilsons and the bride

Cut the Cupcake

Dad is happy to find out that he can now head to E&H’s for a burger and beer
Congrats Josh and Adri and many many years of happiness!
TTK!

Rut Row Uncle Carbunkle is in T-R-O-U-B-L-E!

People ask me from time to time “Carbunkle why don’t you and Mrs Trumpet have any kids?” and my normal response is that I don’t want to to share my toys with anyone else or I don’t want the competition. Don’t get me wrong, it isn’t that I don’t like kids but I don’t know if I could eat a whole one but we spoil everyone else’s kids, case in point my 5 year old nephew. J-bob is a great kid, spoiled rotten, but nevertheless a lot of fun to be around and he is my little sisters boy. At 5 he has already been to Belize twice, numerous trips to Destin and I hear that he is quite the ladies man in that he has many a saddle oxford wearing middle school females affection. One thing that he and I have in common (other than height) is that he and I were both raised to be around adults and were taken everywhere by our parents so we are not that kid that you see in the grocery store who is raising a hissy fit.

Being around J-bob he and I (along with Aunt Sissy) love to harass his mother and grand mother with various comments and or expressions for example when mom was moving into their new house in High Point Terrace. On moving day next door to them were some Hispanic workers painting the exterior of the house and one of them made a wolf’s whistle at my sister which threw her into a tizzy, what did Uncle Carbunkle teach J-bob – to say “Hola Chicka” and then stick out his tongue and move it side to side! Then there was the time that J-Bob was not happy with the fact that it was time to come inside and was trying to play hardball with me, what did I do? I informed J-bob that there were only 2 things that he had to do – Stay White and die. Well with that there are a couple of Uncle Carbunkle words that when he is around me that he can use on occasion and here is where we begin the story…..

On Friday J-Bob wanted one of his little friends to come home with him after school and so he and ‘said friend’ walked over to the girls school where his mother was finishing up and preparing to leave for the day. She informed J-bob that no ‘said friend’ was not coming home with them and that did not sit to well with J-bob and he started a little hissy fit. After mommy informed J-bob that life is tough that J-bob crossed over that bond that he and Uncle Carbunkle have by screaming at the top of his lungs “DAMNIT!” Oh did I mention that when J-bob decided to cross over that line that they were in the main lobby of a private Catholic all girls school in front of many people. Needless to say J-bob’s mother was not to happy with this and I hope that it was the presence of her boss that prevented her from making one of those grocery store scene’s and beating him with an inch of his life.
They leave school and for some reason my cell phone promptly blew up and yes ladies and gentlemen a 39 year old man got ‘time out’ from his younger sister! I apologized to my sister and told her that I would have a little talk with him and I would refrain from using such language in his presence. In my defense, I am at least happy that J-bob used the now banned word in perfect context and I understood that when he yelled it, you could hear it upstairs in the high school.
So the Uncle Carbunkle words are now banned and I even got a lecture from Grandmother’s friends but just wait mommy and grandma till we teach the little bastard how to make the perfect martini!

Sitting in Bar 595 eating dinner

I mean look how we dress him, at least he isn’t wearing faggy clothes like his mother makes him wear.


Loves to come to Aunt and Uncle Trumpets house!

What is not to love about the little turkey butt!

Let us know if you want us to baby sit any of your kids?
TTK!

Lordy Lordy next year CBT will be Forty!

You will have to excuse me but as of late my friends that went to high school or college have now reached that milestone age of 40 and a lot of them dread it. I don’t know if it is a self examination that they ‘should be’ here in their life or what but I have to say poppycock and “bring it on biotch” I am ready! Pretty much my entire life I have always hung with people whose bodies may be older than me but the mind and spirit is that of a 20 something that has a thirst for life. I mean hell, even Ms Trumpet ‘cougar ed’ me as she is a couple years older than me, we both love life and never pass on a challenge or new experience.
Case in point are our friends of the ACMB, here you have a melting pot of people from all across the country/world and yet you put us on an island down off the coast of Belize and it is like a family reunion. The only time that age is ever brought up with that group is when we are discussing the age of Rum or ‘a shitload of dewars’! I don’t think that we have ever laughed as much with our friends down there as we did this past February – Good times.
So on to Carbunkle Trumpet’s now official 39th birthday as we celebrated it last weekend, Friday evening we went over to a friend’s house for dinner, drinks and a great time was had by all. I must admit that I am not a fan of surprise parties or fanfare, I would prefer a good ole party with friends and let there be a little cake too but that is about it. Saturday, we headed over to AutoZone Park for the exhibition game between the Cardinals and our AAA team the Redbirds and with the weather, the cold beer, the fresh peanuts everyone had a great time. The afternoon was followed up with a trip to see Barbara Blue at Silky’s on Beale and due to the early start the majority of us were in bed rather early so the weekend was a success.
Good times and check back with me in about 11 months on what we will do for Carbunkle’s Making 40 his Biotch Celebration, it is going to be a fun one!

Weather enjoying some sausage and cheese

Weather telling Cannon a joke that he can use on the Golf Course the next day

Ms Trumpet squishing Missy’s head

Popper telling something important

Robo if you take a picture of me and put it on your blog, I am calling my attorney!

Next morning, the ceiling is high – Perfect day for drinking!

Packed house at Auto Zone

Zadi Mo


Bag of Peanuts eaten – Check!

BBQ Nachos eaten – Check

Weed and Weather

Even Karen showed up for a day at the park
The Trumpets and Missy

Family Shot in the plaza

Oh dear, now it gets crazy

Thankfully Missy didn’t scare Barbara this trip

Surly Mo Ho!

Me and the Surly MoHo (for Justin)
Didi acting like he didn’t know us

Ahh sitting at the Beetle looking South

Looking North towards the center city

Ding Ding goes the Trolley!

Got to love the Beetle’s hours of operation
This is a picture of our friends down in Belize at his 40th Birthday celebration this past Summer, don’t you hate them because they are cute?

Not really my favorite color but this was his cake and this is what I want on mine next year!
TTK!

Someone is not having a good day today!

Sadly all of those trips down to Belize, to the Horse track and to the grocery store to buy food, beer and wine have to be subsidized by something so in addition to my zany wit I happen to sell some forklift parts and service to various customers. The job does have it’s perks as I get to learn about various customer’s business and make recommendations based on their material handling needs and I am always learning so it keeps me on my toes. One perk with having this job is that even if there is an economic slow down as long as there are the “Junior Mints” out there doing stupid things then I have job security.
Case in point, you know when you are driving on the interstate and there is a bridge or overpass and they have the little sign that gives the height clearance? Well it looks like Tony the Truck driver thought that he could make a Caterpillar forklift ‘shrink’ to clear the overpass. The other day they rolled this DP90 into our shop as it is going to need repairs and let me just tell you it is going to cost some BIG time! Apparently the Mast caught the bridge going about 70 down the highway and you know what happens when a moving object strikes one that is not moving…SMACK!

Oh did I mention that this thing has low mileage too!

Mast was removed but that cab/overhead guard are toast!

Side view

Broke clean off and that is 6 inch thick stainless steel!

Front view, both cylinders are toast, dash and steering column are done too.

Now here is where the real money is going see the horizontal carriage (holding the forks up) well those mast channels have been torqued and flexed so we will have to replace rather than repair.

Tilt Cylinders that were broken off mid shaft

Those ball bearings in the channel used to have stainless steel surrounding them. Not anymore!

At the top of the mast you can see where the bridge strike happened. You don’t see metal chipped off like that, the truck must have been flying down the highway.

So class when you have something on the roof of your car and the sign says that low bridge you may want to get out the measuring tape before you ‘chance’ it. Thankfully no one was hurt but I bet that the truck driver had to change his shorts afterwards.

TTK!

Traded in Tiger for Kentucky Blue

You know it is ironic that someone who attended a Division 1 University was lucky enough when their school won the NCAA Basketball National Championship while they attended, who would rather masturbate with a cheese grater than sit through a basketball game is now making a sports entry on their blog. Write this day down in history folks; for this is the day that Memphis TN is about to go back to the Stone Age when it comes to their Men’s basketball program, woe is us! For those of you who don’t watch Sports center, the U of M’s men’s basketball head coach left to take a similar position at the University of Kentucky and for the past 3 days this city has been on the verge of burning down.
The team got beat on Thursday of last week and the season was over so they came home on Friday and someone asked Cal (John Calipari) if he was going to leave for another University and he said that he wanted to stay here.
“He lied to us! He said he wanted to stay here!” how is Cal’s comment different than Joe Blow saying “Oh no officer, I have not been drinking!” or better yet “Don’t worry, I have never smoked in my lifetime!” (Note I was going to go down a different road but I may have young readers) So Cal lied to a reporter, big deal!
Next and this one is classic “The existing team is going to transfer elsewhere!” did anyone recall what year in school that kid that plays for the Chicago Bulls left last year? What about Douglas-Roberts, or the others before them? This is a year to year program and people who want Memphis to be the top every year had better get used to that.
“He is taking his entire staff!” um hello does anyone recall Tony Barbee, Derek Kellogg, and the ones before them? Staff comes and goes as everyone who wants to be on Cal’s staff wants to springboard into the big league themselves. We lost DK, Nicole, Butchie to UMass last year and I bet if Cal had stayed we would have lost someone from this staff.
“The program is in Ruins, we are back to the Stone Age!” Yea the Fed Ex Forum got loaded up in a U-Haul headed to Lexington, The Finch Center burned last night, and the program 9 years ago was top notch too! Give me a break; some people need to realize that Memphis is being left tons better than when Tic was nailing the coed in Harbor town. Guys and Gals you need to realize that Cal built the program to a top program and is not leaving it unkempt. The athletes graduate from college, the days of team disciplinary problems are over, he told everyone in the city to snap a picture of one of his players in a bar if they were found there! He was not going to put up with crap, he was firm but also fair to his kids. You look at the good things that he has done for Memphis and the list is long and storied and because of the Tigers success, the city has come together. I recall last year’s run in the NCAA’s and the local grocery store would come over the loud speaker every 10 minutes and would play the fight song and people of all backgrounds would cheer in an Fing Grocery Store! You don’t see that happening just any day folks.

With that I say thanks Cal for staying for 9 years, you touched many a life down here and you always wanted the people around you to do better and to succeed being it a top draft pick, an assistant coach, a student manager or a Mid Major Athletic conference. You want that for your kids and we can not fault you for the same. It is going to sting for a while and we will get over it with time but know that you are always welcome back to the Second Generation Italian Society booth for Italian fest and maybe one of these days you will get to play Mike Fratello in that game of bocce.

And with this I say the best of luck to John Vincent Calipari and “Ti amo y grazi’ mille!”

TTK!
TTC!

Traded in Tiger for Kentucky Blue

You know it is ironic that someone who attended a Division 1 University was lucky enough when their school won the NCAA Basketball National Championship while they attended, who would rather masturbate with a cheese grater than sit through a basketball game is now making a sports entry on their blog. Write this day down in history folks; for this is the day that Memphis TN is about to go back to the Stone Age when it comes to their Men’s basketball program, woe is us! For those of you who don’t watch Sports center, the U of M’s men’s basketball head coach left to take a similar position at the University of Kentucky and for the past 3 days this city has been on the verge of burning down.
The team got beat on Thursday of last week and the season was over so they came home on Friday and someone asked Cal (John Calipari) if he was going to leave for another University and he said that he wanted to stay here.
“He lied to us! He said he wanted to stay here!” how is Cal’s comment different than Joe Blow saying “Oh no officer, I have not been drinking!” or better yet “Don’t worry, I have never smoked in my lifetime!” (Note I was going to go down a different road but I may have young readers) So Cal lied to a reporter, big deal!
Next and this one is classic “The existing team is going to transfer elsewhere!” did anyone recall what year in school that kid that plays for the Chicago Bulls left last year? What about Douglas-Roberts, or the others before them? This is a year to year program and people who want Memphis to be the top every year had better get used to that.
“He is taking his entire staff!” um hello does anyone recall Tony Barbee, Derek Kellogg, and the ones before them? Staff comes and goes as everyone who wants to be on Cal’s staff wants to springboard into the big league themselves. We lost DK, Nicole, Butchie to UMass last year and I bet if Cal had stayed we would have lost someone from this staff.
“The program is in Ruins, we are back to the Stone Age!” Yea the Fed Ex Forum got loaded up in a U-Haul headed to Lexington, The Finch Center burned last night, and the program 9 years ago was top notch too! Give me a break; some people need to realize that Memphis is being left tons better than when Tic was nailing the coed in Harbor town. Guys and Gals you need to realize that Cal built the program to a top program and is not leaving it unkempt. The athletes graduate from college, the days of team disciplinary problems are over, he told everyone in the city to snap a picture of one of his players in a bar if they were found there! He was not going to put up with crap, he was firm but also fair to his kids. You look at the good things that he has done for Memphis and the list is long and storied and because of the Tigers success, the city has come together. I recall last year’s run in the NCAA’s and the local grocery store would come over the loud speaker every 10 minutes and would play the fight song and people of all backgrounds would cheer in an Fing Grocery Store! You don’t see that happening just any day folks.

With that I say thanks Cal for staying for 9 years, you touched many a life down here and you always wanted the people around you to do better and to succeed being it a top draft pick, an assistant coach, a student manager or a Mid Major Athletic conference. You want that for your kids and we can not fault you for the same. It is going to sting for a while and we will get over it with time but know that you are always welcome back to the Second Generation Italian Society booth for Italian fest and maybe one of these days you will get to play Mike Fratello in that game of bocce.

And with this I say the best of luck to John Vincent Calipari and “Ti amo y grazi’ mille!”

TTK!
TTC!