Friday Night Special

On Friday nights I stop on the first block of Bourbon and talk to A**y,

take his picture in the outfit de jour , he's quite a personality, charming, hospitable 

interesting and a big guy. .   A**y  works 4 nights a week till 3:am.

He see some sights. . look for him next time your on Bourbon and say Hello

Made him a CD with his Pictures.

The Cicada's are bad this year, some migrated here from Japan after the Nuclear release from  the tsunami,  I was riding down the levee just as dark fell , I saw a foot long brown tube coming at me, it was too late to react, it plowed right into my chest, drove me back , flipped the bike and I landed on my back semi-conscious.. As I came to I lifted my head to see a Cicada sitting on his tail shaking his insect head to see straight, he looked me over , he was about 30 pounds and a good 15 inches long, he reached under his wing with his little insect leg and pulled out a pack of Winstons, another leg pulled out a zippo lighter ,he lit his smoke , drew a hardy drag, exhaled and looked me in the eye and with a insect voice said , watch where your going asshole, i could see the smoke plume from his cigarette as he flew off toward the woods.

That sucker was tough. My chest still hurts. .   Chirp,Chirp,Chirp......