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November 20, 2005

bottle of port

living room

The furniture at my uncle's house (like the refrigerator)
ended up all over the place. The coffee table in the
center moved about ten feet, and kept a bottle of port
standing straight up, with some glasses on it and papers
and remote controls, untouched.

I'd forgotten about that until yet another round of
telling storm stories down on Magazine Street last
night. Mentioning having to go down the bayou for
Thanksgiving brought on a whole round of Boudreaux
and Thibodeaux jokes.

music: The Meters: They all Ask'd for you

candice at November 20, 2005 05:45 PM


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