Gumbo Part Trois!
I broke my leg and was feeling down and handicapped but Gumbo cheered me up. gotta keep rock in’.
I broke my leg and was feeling down and handicapped but Gumbo cheered me up. gotta keep rock in’.
Rockin’ in St. Roch.
Helping me out of my rainy day blues.
every morning, he hocks up his lungs as loudly as he possibly can for at least an hour (similar to vomiting. He says it’s from acid reflux.) while also moaning as loud as he can and leaves his bedroom door completely open (due to the cats? ). He has full-blown very loud conversations with himself. I understand this is how some autistic people process things. But it is really really unhinged.
he has a hyperfocus mode where he will not see you if you walk by him. He sleeps till 11 am and then naps in the living room from 430 to 630. So, the common area is completely unusable by anyone but him. He owns the house. So, there is really nothing I can do or say. He Has flushed large amounts of food down the toilet. I don’t know why. I just need to rant and get it out of my system. I need to have as little contact as possible, I guess.
never hostile. even friendly. just completely bonkers.
great neighborhood tho.
by B-Mike and Eternal Seeds
**Patron of:**bachelors, diseased cattle, dogs, falsely accused people, invalids, Istanbul, surgeons, tile-makers,^([1]) grave-diggers, second-hand dealers, pilgrims, apothecaries.
He survived bubonic plague and ministered to plague victims.
Flaccid on LaHarpe
I am from Pensacola. My family has been there since the 1780s. Pensacola has always been a giant UFO/UAP hotspot. I might have seen something myself as a kid. I was living there during the Gulf Breeze sightings.
I have gotten a little fascinated by it over the years. The book that Ed Walters published seemed like a lot of tabloid trash. But, the photos and the videos are pretty convincing.
What do you guys think?