The World According To Prejeant

To My New Girl

My first notes of many to you.  Cannot wait, October 29th cannot come soon enough.  We have so much to share.  So, its time for me to start getting my stuff together.  My playlists and music collection that is, my cher we have lots of music to hear together...

To start things off, I know a good one that I would like you to hear on that first night back at the house when its just me and you, and we are up together all night (after all, mom is probably going to be tired, and we will need to give her all of the sleep she deserves): 

 

"When You Say Nothing At All" - Keith Whitley -

• This is the first song that you will ever hear besides the beat of mom's heart which you heard the day before you arrived at 5330 Laurel.  To be honest with you it is the best the song ever created.  That's a strong statement, yeah, but you know what, its true.  Wanna know why?  Its about something you'll discover one day, I don't know when, but you'll know it when you do.  Its about having so much love and trust for a person that it transcends anything.  Both of you will always have a strong contentious and secure feeling that will never go away, and if you ever doubt it, all you will need to do is to just look at that person and you will be reassured.   You will both go through good and bad times in your life, and there is no doubt about that.  But, this person will always be by your side during the difficult times and the great times (like when the Saints win the Superbowl)!  It's special, and its something you will always need to cherish and always work to protect.  But, there is nothing greater in life than that person who really loves you.  It's paramount.  By the way, as you will probably know by the time that we play it at your wedding, this was your Parents' wedding song.    
• On a side note, this song is also special to me.  It's more about the cassette tape that it was on.  Your dad's grandma Emma lived in Bayou Sale, LA.  When I was a little kid, I would often stay at Mom-mom Emmy's trailer overnight.  When mom-mom Emmy would go to bed, I would often sneak out of bed, and get curious and check out her tape collection.  For some reason, I picked up this tape and played it on her tape deck one night.  It struck me, maybe it was his voice, maybe the words, but it was Keith Whitley, and it stuck.  He was simple, straight-forward, but always made love and emotion sound comforting.   I never forgot that album, and i never forgot that song.  It always reminds me of Mom-mom Emmy and the Bayou Sale tranquility.
• PS - For some reason your mom prefers the Allison Krauss version?!?  I know.  Allison has nothing on the original.  And also, "Somebody's Doin Me Right" is pretty good too.

I am the best.

I Don't Think You Can Do This.

I will beat all that attempt to beat me.  You wil go down.  Soft shirts and all.  -Prejeant

Cover Me....Compound Lard

 
http://www.prejeant.com/digest/2004/03/covering_my_has.html

can I finally say that the coefficient of:

Compound Lard = f * a / t  

where:

f = Fried coefficient (~ average belt size of the entire restaurant - varies from 0 to Houston, New Orleans is right behind :))
a = number of porterhouses cooked rare
t = number of times the Saints have won the Super Bowl

WHERE t is now 1.  One.  Uno.  Une.  Won!  Like, we WON the LAST SUPERBOWL!!

Go Waffle House, your factor is now legal.  And more importantly, geaux Saints Fans from 2004!!!!!  Where y'at!

Premier Cinq - Meilleure Bière

This is simply, impossible.  Here's my impossible top 5 attempt.  So many of my favorites were left out of this list, and so you know, here we go:

Premier Cinq - Melilleure Biere

Treme' (Trim-may)

Voice, yah nailed it....don't read into too many pages though, wait for the series to start. 

Treme...i saw them filming a few blocks from us the other day when I was leaving for the aeropuerto!  Its a big production, let's not forget that.  And also, lets try to keep it numb, and watch it like everyone else.  They are going to screw up at some point.  Its gonna happen.

So, I think we should just enjoy, and appreciate the attempt.  Let's all hope that its by far the best attempt yet, but also, let's also keep in mind we don't have another blackened Redfish on our hands.

Hugged Your Friends, Kissed Your Mama Goodbye...

One of the most underated songs of last decade.  GTH, those who disagree.

 

B.E.A.C.H. the sequel....

While we are on this note.

Play this -> 2-16 Volcano

Dream about having moves like this ->

Then get ready for beach season and view our ole school Honeymoon in Hawaii pics.  May I say, the commentary is absolutely superb...

Honeymoon - Prejeanstello

GImme Beach

From Pass Christian Beach - Weekend Jaunt Reno 911, here I come, yeah ok spare me!  Just a quick note to say Winter (knock on...) appears to be over in these parts of da world.  So I must say, Beautiful Weather Season in South Louisiana, albeit shorter than usual, is upon us.  Although it is not exactly bodysurf in the Gulf, Rona time yet, it never fails, this time a year gets me a-thinking....B.E.A.C.H.  Yo, Beach!  Get ready this year, we're a comin'!

Been Dare, Done Dat. Almost.

I've been not everywhere, man....looks like I have some visits to the Great Plains in my future.

World66.com is a cool site that shows where you have been mapically, in the US and World.  I dare not show my world one, as it is embarrassing!  At least it's good to know that I have only 15 U.S. states left...

create your own personalized map of the USA

Where Will You Go?

Thank god this is my world.  It is after all, '...According to Prejeant'!  that being said, just a quick audio nostalgia nugget tonight. 

I grew up in the city of Thibodaux, Louisiana.  U.S.A.  Attended The West Thibodaux Junior High School in the god-so-ancient, late 80's-early 90s.  Old?  Isn't everyone old.  At least older than they were yesterday.  So we are all dealing with it.  Get over it.

I threw the javelin like a muther!  OK, I was good.  At least, good enough to make the West Thibodaux track team. 

What an easy sport.  I throw an aluminum spear, three times.  Don't step on the line.  Don't hit anyone.  Simple. 

I would suck it up each meet though, and watch some dude from Vandebilt Catholic throw it twice as far as me for every district meet.  But, the best part was, I was always second.  For some reason in the Bayou Region javelin universe, it be like that.

I remember the bus rides up to those meets.  They were just so un-stressful, 'specially when compared to the football and baseball ones.  Coach Haydel, oh how he would let us consume the beaucoup snacks and soft drinks after the meet.  And on the way back, he would always let us all pick what TAPE we wanted to hear on the bus sound system.

On that ride back from South Terrebonne on a late spring muggy evening, I'll never forget that smell of the fresh SoLA air the whole way back to Thibodaux.   

It was decided by all.  The artist would be Babyface.  The album, Tender Lover.  That intro. 

It was the best song on the face of the earth at that moment in time.  And guess what, right now, at this moment, it still is. 

It just be like that...