Look Out Rebels!

Two more of our illustrious gentlemen are graduating from high school and plan to disrupt the fabric of the University of Mississippi. This could be trouble for everyone. Spencer on the right is my son (Heaven help him) and Michael is the only son of the great Satan, Paul (I don't think there is any help for him).These two are planning to take Ole Miss by storm. Congratulations and Good Luck to both of them. PS (Word of Warning-Do not mention Paul or my name to your professors.)

Graduations Gone Wild

This month everyone is graduating. Our first genius is Drew Stewart, graduating from Ole Miss and they are very happy to be rid of him. They gave him an Accounting degree and rushed him through
the line. He has taken a job in Memphis and surprisingly it is not on the back of a garbage truck. As his father the MailRider says "Welcome to the Party, Pal"

Our second Ole Miss graduate is none other than Haley Howell, you know, the Great Satan's Daughter. She is supposedly retiring from college with a degree in Event Planning and has partied very hard through her years at school to know how to do this. She is headed to Nashville to work  and we hope that it all turns out great for her. Once again "Welcome to the Real World"

Rain, Rain, Rain

Ahh, if you guessed, it rained almost all weekend. The Crappie Festival seemed to make it through but the rain reappeared soon after. Cooler weather and nothing to do, kept me. Denise, and Camo housebound most of the time. During the small break in the weather, we did manage to go over to Batesville and check out this wonderful Victorian home.

The rain followed us back to Water Valley.

Crappie On My Mind

This weekend is the big Crappie Festival. Nothing like coming
 to Water Valley for a few days and pulling in those 10-12
 pound crappie from Enid Lake.

Walls Are For Ghosts

The home that my evil brother Paul bought is encircled by a brick wall about 4 to 5 feet high. It is old and falling apart and has needed some work for some time. It is also causing a problem for the whole town of Water Valley as the people that understand a little bit about the supernatural know that walls around cemeteries or places where people have been buried are there not to keep people out but to keep the ghosts in. Most of the time they can not cross the boundaries unless a gate is open or the walls fall down, and everyone knows that more people are buried in Paul's yard from the time it was a hospital than anywhere in the country.(we forgot to tell him that part) The wall around the old home is falling apart and the houses along Panola St are having all kinds of problems with spooks roaming through peoples bedrooms in the middle of the night and raising all kinds of hell. A petition was signed by the mayor and a letter was sent to Paul to fix the wall or else. This is a pic of the wall being repaired.

Hide Your Pets!

Hide your pets, stay indoors, make no noise as Trent takes the Tennessee contingent of Jim and Jack to the camp this week to hunt hogs. There is some debate as it is questioned if they have ever even seen a hog, much less if they could kill one. And what would happen if they drew into close quarters with a pissed off wild hog, someone could get shot and it would probably not be the hog. So stay indoors this weekend and lay low. hopefully this too shall pass.

Water Valley Artsy Area Home For Sale

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How To Make a Pork Sandwich

Tim Crosby says "Start with one hog add 2 slices of bread."
These Alabama people always have to start big.

Notice the hunting attire



Texas, Schmexas

they've got nothing on the crawfish Burney brought to the camp last weekend. Here he is measuring it against his phone.

A Rainy Masters

Thank God! My invitation has been lost in the mail again this year and I am still looking for it. It would also help if I could find my damn golf clubs. Where is that worthless dog?

Riding Bulls With Camo

Camo, Denise and I went to the Rodeo in Coffeeville this past weekend. We couldn't stay long, Camo hates a damn bull. This was basically a bullriding competition and I was trying to bet on who got killed first but there were no betting booths. Needless to say there was much mayhem, and stomping and riders getting thrown pell-mell all over the place which fired up the crowd. Several guys made it for 8 seconds and several guys got thrown so far they did not come down for 8 seconds. It was a fun event and over 500 hundred people crammed the little multi-purpose building to watch.
My evil brother, no Trent, used his evil lawyer ways to blackmail me into buying a banner for the event and it turned out pretty good if I do say so myself. Camo gave it 2 paws up! Here I am getting some use out of Dad and Trent!

Deer Camp Apocalypse

You think the famous Christmas Place has problems with wild, hogs, bad deerses, awful slinking creatures in the night, wild bigfeet terrorizing everyone and alien spaceships zooming around night and day beaming people all over the place. Well, when the Zombie War starts, that will be nothing. Get ready for WORLD WAR Z.

Dad Lowers The Boom!

Dad has been after the turkeys and after last weekend when a whole passel got away, he determined to get one or not come back. At daylight this morning he was on the edge of the Levee Field when the whole woods started shaking from the gobblers cutting loose on the top of the ridge behind him. Dad has reached the stage where he can't hear thunder, so if he heard them gobble, they may have been sitting on the other end of the log with him. He perked a few times to get their attention. Anyway, a hen flew into the field and then 4 more worked down to him. The gobblers shut up and the hens wandered off. It grew quiet, Dad panicked1 What to do? What to do? He pulled the gobbler call out and hit it. Yabba-Yabba-Yabba! The gobblers cut loose too! They were right behind him! holy crap! Two were right behind him as he tried to turn and get his gun up. He froze, they froze. Mistake. BOOM! The biggest gobbler rolled and Dad tried to get up from the log. His legs wouldn't work. They started going different directions. The turkey flopped off into the woods! Holy Crap! Dad thought he was going to have to crawl after the damn turkey or shoot himself if it got away. Finally, using the shotgun as a crutch and shaking some feeling into his old legs he staggered off into the brush and found his big gobbler. 22 pounds, 9 1/2 inch beard. Can't wait for the pictures. Congratulations Dad!

No Action Here

Dad let a whole damn flock of turkeys slip away from him this past weekend and Paul (Bloody Hands) Howell could not close the deal on a big turkey out from Water Valley. So it was a bad weekend all around. Trent did get a hog at the camp, so we are still working on them. Mark cancelled his trip down because of the nasty weather and I sat home in front of a fire and watched the Rebels lose their NCAA game. The weather has been cold and windy and nasty and just awful. Golf still seems distant and it is very slow around here. Denise has gone to California to visit her people, so it is just me and Camo. Hopefully the weather will change, spring will get going and things will start picking up.

Rebs Steal the Cheese!

Rebs win over Wisconsin, down to 32. go Rebs!

Rebels To Kansas City

After defeating Florida and winning the SEC Championship, the Ole Miss Rebels are heading to Kansas City to play in the NCAA Tournament. Their opponent will be those tough Badgers from Wisconsin. Good Luck and tune in to watch the exciting Marshall Henderson and the rest of the team try to advance in the tournament. It's a really good year to be a Rebel!

Turkey Grunts?

Paul and Michael set up at the double White Oak Stand. Paul coaxed the call.. perk, perk, perk,.. perk, perk, perk. A loud grunt came out of the big woods across from them and hogs started coming in as if answering the call. Luckily (LUCKILY) Paul had a rifle with him just in case. BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Michael helped him mop up the mess of hogs and before it was over, they had 5 hogs on the ground. Hey! Where is my turkey call?

A Poof Of Feathers

Dad has gone crazy. this is his favorite time of year and he has been busy building turkey blinds, working on his turkey calling, shining up his shotgun and in general making a damn nuisance of himself. Yes, turkey season starts this weekend and he is rarin' to go. He has his eye on three big gobblers that have been making daily appearances over near the Sneaky Stand and hopefully he will get one early this year. Paul, Michael and Stewart "Blood Trail" Allen will be there too. I will be at the Green Gala with Denise, more on that later.. Hope for a poof of feathers from old Dad this weekend!

My Birthday!

My Birthday is tomorrow, 39 is a tough age.

Men In Tuxes

While we were doing something important like saving the world from the hostile hog invasion, these two high school seniors (Michael and Spencer) were out juking with the chicks. Ahhh, the days....

Hog Camp 2013

First, I want you to know there was a blizzard. Phillip brought it in with him from Texas and the reason I did not get a hog was because of the total white-out conditions. Camo got lost in a snowdrift!
But, like the Indians, I endeavor to persevere. 2nd, it did not slow those other hog hunting fools down one bit. The Colonel started it off with this big black nasty creature.

The snow was coming down sideways but they proceeded to blast hogs right and left. here is Davin, Roundtree and Gonzo



. Tim got a hog with a very long shot from his 7 mag and Brian Henry ran into a whole herd of hogs and when the group went to get his hog, they ran into them again. Here is our camp photo.

Everyone got some shooting and 15 hogs were taken. A very successful hunt and a lot of thanks to Burney for organizing everything. And Phillip, I hope he had a great time and will return. He was a great guest and a pleasure to be around.

 

Off To Hog Camp

Camo and I are almost packed and we will be leaving for hog camp around noon. Camo has new hog boots and a leather vest and is raring to go. she hates a damn hog! Burney called from camp and said everything is ready and he and dad are cutting a few trees blocking the roads today until we get there. The Lammeys are coming! The Lammeys are coming! They will be in this afternoon and maybe we can get Camo to give a few shooting lessons to them before the hunt. Prizes will be awarded for the biggest hog, which I will win of course. the most hogs and the most exotic colored hog. I may go three for three! Hopefully no one will get killed and eaten by the wild hogs this year.

Phillip, Hog Bound And Down

Just checked in on Phillip at the Hog Blog. He is East Bound and down.

Interview With The Hog Blog

As a pure and faithful public servant on reporting only the truth in the news, I recently conducted an interview with Phillip at The Hog Blog. The first thing he wanted to know is if I had any rhinocerous bullets. I said no, I've never even seen a rhinocerous at the Christmas Place. He looked at me blankly and said he was bringing a .270WSM and needed bullets. Supposedly this is a 270 Winchester short Magnum which should at least annoy the hogs as he blasts at them. Then I made the mistake of asking him what did he know about cooking pork. OMG! He said he knew how to cook bacon, make bacon sandwiches, pork sandwiches, pork loin, pork shoulder, pulled pork, BBQ ribs, short ribs, pig jowls and black eye peas, pork chops, hog brains, pickled pig feet, roast hog, fried hog, pork pie, pork ala-mode, grilled pork, hog-eye soup, blah, blah, blah, I told him I was having a heart attack and would see him at camp and hung up. Don't ask him about cooking pork this weekend!

Super Hog Bullets

So, I go into Wal-Mart to buy some bullets for the hog hunt and they have a new brand on the shelves. HOWITZERS- the thermonuclear device for the serious Hog hunter! I bought two boxes.

Prelude To A Hog Hunt

The pieces are all in place. fields are baited, hogs are running amok, all the hunters are making their plans to be at camp on friday afternoon, Burney has enough food to feed cox's army and it looks like it may turn out to be the best hog hunt ever. Stay tuned as we get day to day updates on the hog situation as it develops. Trent got this man-killer on Saturday.

HOG DEATH 2013

Things are speeding up and rumour is that the most famous Hog hunter in America is heading to the Christmas Place

Goodbye Trigger

A great dog and friend has left us, but we will always remember him.

Mardi Gras Valley

Here is a pic of Denise and myself, obviously the King and Queen of the Ball. Camo was not available for comment.

Prehistoric Trouble

Looking through the secret journal that we discovered at the famous Christmas Place, I found some interesting sketches and information about giant hogs that the secret organization that owned the property had put in the book. According to the old Journal, the very last of the ICE AGE giant hogs were discovered in Borneo and 17 were shipped to Mississippi and the Christmas Place. The hogs stood 6 feet at the shoulder and were about 10 feet long. They were released here for the sportsmen to enjoy along with all the other mysterious creatures they rounded up at the turn of the century.