Benson

This is our brand new baby boy. Hes basically our mail order husband for Bonnie & Belle. Hes only 10 weeks old and is full of energy.The girls still not sure if they like him or not ,but they will when they come in to heat next year when hes full grown.

5 little Monkeys

Lucas
Tobey
Wilson
Chase
Jesse

Last saturday was such a beautiful day that I had to take my kids out for a walk in the sun. They loved it so much that all they wanted to do was cuddle up to me and groom me. We had a blast. Over the past year ive really become close to these kids and Ive become in a sense their big brother. Its hard to tell but the little guy thats behind me is Lucas and hes had the least amount of human contact. He's only let me touch him a few times in the past but this day I was able to hold him and kiss him all over. It blessed my heart that he finally felt safe around me and would jump on my shoulders and give me sweet kisses on my ears while picking the bugs out of my hair. I think I might now become his full time papa and trainers because Brian after all these years still has the hardest time handling him. Tobey is at my feet and hes the big prankster. He will tap me and pretend that hes sleeping only to open his eyes and start laughing. This guy also loves to bathe himself under running water. His tail of course is used to clean those hard to reach places.
Chase is the baby of the group, even thought hes not the youngest he sure acts like the baby. He's also the only one of my children with all his teeth. When he shows those fangs of his he can really scare just about anybody. Chase has the most heartbreaking story of them all. He was a lab monkey that was being used to test pain medicine. Missing all his fingers doesnt really stop this guy from anything...he can still hold things and climb around just like any other monkey.
Wilson is the most popular kid I have. He's been in a few movies and tv shows along with Tobey. Wilson is the most well trained and most the time best behaved. Walking around a mall with him always become a spectacle but its fun to see him interact with people on a daily basis...especially since he always steals the show. This kid also gets to fly around in planes and even gets to visit the cockpit once in a while to say hello to the pilots. But if the flight attendants dont want a screaming monkey on board they better give him his peanuts firts, and please dont open them for him he's very capable of it on his own.
And last but not least is my little girl Jesse. Shes the only female in this troop and demands all the respect from the males. She loves to be held very close to your body and will just lay there still and peacefully. Jesse will scream and hollar if any human female ever gets close to me while im holding her. Its just her way to let you know that shes the head mistress and nobody better mess with her boys.


I love my children so much and would do anything for them. I can never give them enough kisses, hugs and french fries.

Happy Bday momma

my mom and i drunk and happy on her birthday. Dancing the night away.
love you mom.

Coachella nights

Another great year at Coachella in the Indio Valley of California. Thank you to all my friends who made that night
so magical.

Down by the river

Last weekend I was lucky enough to spend some down time relaxing out in the Luisiana Bayou. Everything here seems very calm and peacefull. Of course the excitment kicks up as soon as an aligator peeks its head out of the water near my feet. Anyways, just saw this picture and needed to share it. One element that is missing from this picture are the crazy bugs flying all over eating my live flesh. If you ever find yourself in the deep south make sure to bring the military used bug spray. Only the heavy duty shit works out here.

Just remember never to be "ate up with the dumbass."

my photos

jique

"Every Saturday is Mardi Gras"

FRED'S LOUNGE

Fred's is open only on Saturdays, 8 a.m.to 2 p.m. The music starts about 9 a.m., with the radio broadcast over KVPI in Ville Platte starting at 9:15 and continuing until 11:15. The band finishes by about 1:30 p.m. Although the Tate family sold the establishment in December 1996, Tate's former wife, Sue Vasseur, known as Tante Sue de Mamou, continues as manager (during the week she is a legal secretary). Fred's Lounge may have become a shrine for Cajun culture, but that fact does not at all interfere with the joie de vivre experienced by the patrons. Or, as one visitor commented , "Can you think of another place in the United States or the world where it's 9 in the morning and you can have this much fun?"





Ive only heard of this place the day before we decide to make our visit. But from the sounds of
things this is a place to see if youre looking for authentic cajun lifestyle. We make it in about 10am which was hard work just waking up especially since the rain outside made me want to
stay in bed all day. Even with the rain the parking lot is full of motorcycles which already gives
me an idea of what kind of crowd I should expect. On the contrary the crowd inside looks very mixed from dancing older couples in their 70's to a younger college crowd nestled at one corner with a table full of empty cups. Looks like ive missed alot since everyone in here is already absolutely shit faced. The blasting cajun music from the live band drowns out the non stop thunder from the storm outside. Im sure most people in here have no idea its actually raining outside anymore.





It's time to catch up we tell ourselves, so to the bar we go. I order a double Canadian Club blooby mary. That should get me warmed up. On our way to the bar we almost have to walk through the band which is made up of 6 men 5 of which are barefoot. The walls are covered with pictures of locals and celebrities also many newspaper clippings full of amazing reviews and must stop recomendations. Dennis Quaid seems to be a regular visitor to this once a week party.





Everybody in here instantly feels like family. The atmostphere is completly welcoming. Brian's Dad of course sparks up conversations with everyone just trying to move on through the crowd. I make my way to one corner to take in the view and enjoy the loud music which takes control of my body and I start dancing in place. This could also be the generous bloody mary kicking in. After my second drink I decided I need to buy a shirt from this place. I made my way over to the bar again and Tante Sue smiles and calls me cuttie. She reaches out the guest book while looking for the shirt I wanted. I notice in this book that today there are people here from Germany and Japan. I instantly figure out that the European looking girls with the short hair and tattoos must be from Germany but I didnt notice any Japanese looking tourist. I also wasnt the only person from California, A newly married couple from Modesto Ca has made southern Luisiana their choice location for their honeymoon. I get my "HOT DAMN" (a cinimon liqour that warms you from the inside out) T-shirt which on the back has scribbled in what looks to be a drunk mans penmenship. "Please DO NOT stand on the tables, chairs,cigarette machine,booths, and Juke-Box! Than you. FRED. Laissez les bon temps rouler!" After Tante Sue hands me my shirt she pulls out her quart of Hot Damn from the strap on her thigh and makes me take a swig. WOW....I was warm and ready for anything now. She high fives me and passes it to Dad and the gents hes been talking to. Now I agree with my shirt....Let the good times roll!



About noon it now resembles any club on a friday night at midnight. Its full swing here and dad has already shared a few dances with Tante Sue. Its time for us to get going and head across the street for a po boy sandwhich. I have chicken, Brian has Tuna, and Dad to no surprise has the Aligator....again. With a great morning like that not even the rainy day prevents the sun from shining.




LAISSEZ LES BON TEMPS ROULER!!!

Houston Texas

I actually never thought I would ever make it to Texas. But here I am in Houston

and I think I kinda like it here. The people are friendly and the weather is great.

And you know I'm going to mention the real cowboys out here.

Its a beautiful city with plenty of things to do, including restaurants, theatres,

night clubs, museums, ect. ect.

Ok enough of that stupid G rated crap. Underneath all this nice stuff

you must still remember that it is Texas and it cant be all that

great of a place especially since our national idiot is from here.

Yes ladies and gentlemen im in BUSH country.

I've been living at a Holiday Inn just North of Down Town Houston. Its been pretty

fun getting to know the staff here. We're in pretty tight here. They even walk

my dogs if im busy.lol. Everyday I expect a call from Heather the fierce red head

who likes to smoke...." I just made fresh cookies....come and get em while theyre hot."

I almost fight the urge to just hang up, for the weak knees start shaking just

thinking of how good those cookies sound at the moment but know I really shouldnt

be eating them. I tell her shes bad for my waste line and need to stop making those

damn cookies. The good thing is that when I do manage to bring some up to my room

my big dog Beau gets to them before I even get a chance. Im my own way im pretty

thankfull he does that. Thanks to me the hot tub is alway running 24/7. I have all

access to the pool area at whatever hours i'd like. Like today, I made sure to inform

the 3 Marines who were checking in that the hot tub is open late here. They seemed

filled with joy to hear that. That might be an entire blog of its own one day.

Oh and of course....I cant forget to mention the POT out here. It just never stops.

I can be constantly high if I wanted to thanks to a friend Shay, a grommer at petco,

she basically gave me a shit load for free. She's such a sweetheart. She invited

over one night to her place and we just smoked and chatted for hours. Till of course

the Arab looking boyfriend decides to wake up and have a hissy fit that we were

up till 5 in the morning talking so "god damn loud!" At this point I knew it was

time to leave.

With a constant flow of travelers coming and going its almost like being at an

airport. New faces everyday, some good some not so good. But just like a busy

airport theres always a good amount of good looking people. Of course I walk

around the hotel with my dogs all the time so thats always a way in to talk to the

hot guy on the second floor who seems to speak postugees. hot.

Share my World

So my need to feel connected has pushed me to create a blogspot once again. I remember having one of these a long time ago. Not even sure why or when I took it down. I'm sure it might still exist somewhere out there in the vast world of the internet. But anyhow, now its time for a new and refreshing place for me to share my experiences with people back home or new friends I've made along the way. I also have plenty of journal entries from the past year that I would like to share. Traveling has definitely created a strain on my relationship with friends and family back home and I feel terrible about it, which is why I hope this site will help you understand why I just cant go home and leave this incredible journey go to waste. I'm learning so much and seeing even more. Of course its hard to stay in contact with everyone at all times, especially when I'm in the middle of fucking nowhere at times. And I understand that life goes on in Los Angeles even when I'm not there.....which I'm devastated to acknowledge. We all have lives to live but I hope that with me making the effort to stay connected my friends and family will as well.

I would love to share stories of the people I meet, the places I go, the animals I encounter. From small to large towns people opinion vastly changes and I'm there with them sharing my views on things. From politics to love....from cars to cows, Redneck hicks to gay sex.....I fear no topic even with the smallest of minds. From sunrise to sunset each day is an adventure and each meal is a banquet. I'm out living life to the fullest and trying my best to deal with all the ups and downs that go along with this crazy life on the road.

As I get ready to hit the road again I will prepare myself to be able to share as much details of my days with all of you. Of course this site will always be "a work in progress" and I will love input from anyone. If you like what you read and want to hear more just drop me a line and let me know what really tickles your fancy. In my opinion theres no such thing as crossing the line, so expect some over the top things that can just offend about anyone really.

Ready to Share My World with YALL!

Road Runner