TRUE ???? #45

12-14-11

TRUE ???? # 45

This years TIBTACHPLF (The In Between Thanksgiving And Christmas Holiday Pot Luck Feast) was a big success, with 58 people showing up in festive mood. People came from as far away as Bogata and Retta City, and Chester and Sally cut short their Seminar, Haitian Voodoo-How it's practiced, where it's practiced, and how to remove a spell from yourself and transfer it to somebody you REALLY don't like, which was conducted in Haiti by Chester, Sally, and the Haitian Voodoo Priestess, Gertrude. They plan on bringing their seminar to Rendon as soon as they can get the discrepancies in Sally's Passport ironed out, meanwhile she has her birth certificate and work permit in order.

I heard someone ask Chester if those voodoo rituals really have naked people dancing to drumbeats around a fire, so It seems there is at least some interest in Voodoo rituals. Renato immediately volunteered to be the drummer if there was ever a ritual at the cafe, saying he had the only drum in Texas (or maybe even the whole Southwest) that was the Correct drum for that ritual. I told him he would have to check with "Hottie" Carol, since it is her cafe and she might not want somebody pounding drums in there, lest it might crack the plaster.

Turns out Carol "cleans up real nice", and she sported a new dress to the soiree instead of her Chef's uniform and big hat. She did have a big hat on for a while, but it was a cowboy hat, as it should be, and the dress could handle breakfast, lunch, dinner, an evening out on the town, and hunting on the weekend, as she almost disappeared when she stood up against the Christmas tree. It was o.k. with the cowboy boots, but we'll have to wait and see how "Hottie Carol" and her camo dress work with hunting boots. She said she could not wear that dress in the kitchen, cause in camo, not being able to see yourself and all, she'd be running into herself all the time. The dress is not really camo, but has an array of greens that do a good job.

Eddie D., Karen D, and Brad D came all the way from some Hill that is way to hell and gone somewhere South of Midlothian, where they have all those weird lights in the sky. I asked him about those lights, and he said they need more of them, so if you have any extra weird lights, send your excess to: Eddie D, somewhere, but not IN Midlothian. I'm sure he'd be appreciative.

Ron and Anne C flew in from Tyler to Dallas, then took the bus from Dallas to Rendon. I asked Ron if it shouldn't have been done the other way, and he said "NAH". He's trying to get a million miles on a bus since he retired. I think it's just possible he needs more to do, but Anne thinks he's afraid he might run off and join the Air Force again if he gets around an airplane too much.

Trish is the better half of Renato with the drum, who you've already met. Trish builds websites, working about 20 hours a day for herself, then she drinks a cup of coffee and works the other 20 trying to keep Google afloat. Since I know everything there is to know about computers, I rarely ever have to call her up at 2:00 a.m. to find out why my computer is not doing whatever it is not doing at the time.

***I asked Hottie Carol if she's going to continue having these informal get togethers, and she didn't know. She's been doing her 7 days a week thing for over a year, and she might be nearing
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burnout. She probably needs to relax and regroup.***


We know from experience that she don't do well in an airplane, so she should probably take a cruise to the Caribbean so she can learn some Haitian Voodoo. Then she could help Chester and Sally and Voodoo Priestess Gertrude with their Voodoo Rituals. There's this Romanian/German/Brazilian/American/Gypsy/Texan drummer boy I know who has the proper drum and would be happy to help out.

I was really surprised at how many people were there that could not tell the Hippo meat from the ham. Hippo doesn't taste anything like ham. Looks like it, but tastes like chicken. I thought one of the birds was Madagascar pigeon, but Jim assured me that both birds were in fact turkey, as advertised. There wasn't much of anything left over, so I guess everybody thought everything tasted fine.. That's not really a surprise, since there are some damn good cooks among those folks attending the TIBTACHPLF. I ain't one of them, contrary to what somebody told Sheridan, saying that I made that chocolate dessert. That was Linda's, I just put the recipe in one of the issues of TRUE ???? My idea of "cooking" for a two week hunting trip is a case of Wolf brand Chili, and a case of toilet paper. "Nuff said.

Jim E wants to try his hand at grilling a Nile crocodile, and wants to know if anybody has a 16 foot long rotisserie he might borrow. Curtis says he's pretty sure the Nile River runs along the Eastern edge of his deer lease, and he'll try to bag a croc for the pot. He said he had bagged a hippo for the cafe, and while he was rounding up enough help to help with the field dressing, a band of County Cork "little people" absconded with it, leaving in it's place a pot of gold, which Curtis immediately threw in the river, "little people" gold being cursed and all. We could probably have used the gold to buy a croc and a hippo, then had Sheridan give the curse to some Retturds as a Christmas present from all of us.


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