David Henderson

Well, we are back.

A little deaf, but back.

The Big Easy was great, as usual, and for your viewing and listening enjoyment… here is a video of The band we danced to (all Saturday) at the Crazy Corner Bar on Bourbon Street.

More to follow

dh

Bloody Marys were in order

At the Crazy Corner… Feeling CRAZY…

The REAL Hell Raisers… Alex, Alice and Dwayne Dopsie

iPhone vs. Android…Aggghhhhh.

Those of you who know him, know my dad has an iphone. Along with most things Apple.

It wasn’t always so. There was a time, not too long ago when he traveled the dark path.

Do in no small part by me, he finally crossed over into the LIGHT.

Now over the years I have grown weary of all things “techno”. Mostly due to my work which keeps me on all sorts of computers, cell phones and GPS devices.

But recently I have started to come back into the fold, so to speak.

We recently upgraded to a new imac at the house and those long lost feelings of enjoyment using a machine have returned.

Now it was time to upgrade the old cell phone.

I really wanted the iphone but in case you didn’t know, AT&T sucks as far a coverage goes.

I needed (I thought) all the extra doo dads that the new phones have available so I chose to go with the new Android on a Samsung phone. The latest and greatest. With all the doo dads and scores of doo dads available online.

Of course, the idea behind getting a new phone was it helps make my day easier, more organized and less cluttered.

You know where this is going don’t ya.

Now it seems every spare moment is searching out the latest app or “playing with the apps already downloaded or trying just how to work the stupid thing.

Its cool and trick but I think we’ve got side tracked, it’s supposed to be a phone.

I downloaded a new thing a ma bob yesterday that will compose e-mail and text messages by speaking into the phone….cool… then on the other end the receiver can read or hear the message….. does this sound familiar?

That’s right. We have gone full circle in our technology. Instead of just picking up the phone and placing a call, now we can speak a text and send it to the person we want to and…wait a minute… that IS just like using a phone except there’s not really a conversation taking place.

Without a REAL conversation there is no real exchange, no emotion,  only data.

 Hmmm. I wonder if the government is behind this….

Obama..Google..

Google.. Obama..  

Could be….

jodon

Here are a few samples of some really cool artworks done by a fellow over in the Hill Country.
Here is a link to his web site. Enjoy
http://www.dirtycarart.com/

Well,
as you can see from the time stamp, it’s not even September and we have them lined up like Ducks crossing a pond.
This really isn’t a surprise, this time of year on the Gulf Coast we expect the storms. The hype from the weather droids on T.V. gets a little old though.
All week the media has been reporting on the five year anniversary of Katrina. A devastating storm on a wonderful city to be sure.
On the third coast Katrina had a different impact. The evacuee’s. There were great people, brave and caring. and there were those that were not.
And then there was that other issue— Rita.

Don’t feel bad if you don’t remember. The national media doesn’t either.Two weeks after Katrina came on shore Rita followed. The storms were eerily similar with one exception. Rita hit here.
People evacuated (the largest evacuation in the history of the U.S.) And when they returned, they started to rebuild and clean up.Maybe it was easier for us. We didn’t have F.E.M.A. the Media and the Movie Stars in the way.
Many of us lost a Lot, some lost everything, everyone felt the impact.
So in two weeks there will be another anniversary of sorts. I’m sure CNN won’t spend much time on it. But around here the locals will chat together, compare stories of damage, survival and THAT evacuation. There is little if any sign of the storm left. What was destroyed has been replaced or repaired or nature has taken back.
Maybe it’s a Texas thing. That pioneer spirit. Neighbor helping neighbor.
Or maybe were just lucky to live on this third coast in this – greatest State… or maybe we’re just a little bull headed, but i doubt that.
dh

They got me a tennis ball for a present. Now what am I supposed to do with that?

Getting older.. it’s a funny thing.

Well maybe not. It kind of depends of your sense of humor.

I have a habit of thinking about what was this person or that person doing at this age. Einstein was well on his way to immortality. Many of our  leaders were in there first term of their presidency. John Lennon was dead. Had been for a while. It’s a strange thing to think about, I know.

I do this from time to time, comparing my place in life at this point with others I respect or love.

Let’s see, when I was 6, he were 34 and he was OLD. What did I know, I was only 6.

I remember thinking folks in there 50’s were ancient. Boy what I didn’t know. Fine, there are days I do feel ancient. But for the most part I feel and think the same as I did at say, 20, o.k. maybe 35.  The thought processes are the same. The body creeks and groans a little more but I’m pretty much the same cat I was back then.

Another year rolls along. Why even bring it up?  Past the legal drinking or drafting age, birthdays held little interest to me. A chance to go out celebrate making it one more year. Once I was “legal” what was the big deal? I honestly think your as young as your mind and your body (to a lesser extent) will allow you to be. The mind body thing for me works out to around 26/51.

One of those is my actual age.

This year a ride on the Harley would be nice. If the weather cooperates and I wake up in time. And if I feel up to it. Thank God for ibuprofen.

Have a great year… what ever year it is.