They say your mind wanders when you get older. Maybe that's true because I've been having some wandering thoughts and making some unusual observations the past couple of weeks. For example:
1. Did you see the story about the 754-pound bluefin tuna that was just auctioned off at the Tokyo Fish Exchange for a record $396,700 (in US currency), the highest price paid since 1999 when they started keeping records? Big freakin' fish, y'all! I've caught blackfin and yellowfin tuna off the coast of Louisiana, but the biggest one I ever hooked went just a little over 140 pounds. I can't imagine fighting a tuna that went almost 800 pounds. By the way, this fish is going to end up at the Tokyo sushi bars to the tune of $530 per pound. I wonder if the rice and sake come with it?
2. I just did a Naturally N'Awlins piece about the old K&B Drugstore collection in the archives at the Earl K Long Library at the University of New Orleans. Do you guys know that there are more than 400 items in the display, all authentic and all sporting the classic K&B purple color? They run the gamut from K&B pencils, K&B lunchboxes, K&B cameras with K&B film still inside, K&B booze (90 proof whiskey), K&B city maps, K&B aspirins, and hundreds more. But here's the good part...did y'all know that if you go to www.cafepress.com you can still get K&B T-shirts, K&B shorts, K&B hats, and a ton of other K&B stuff? All in K&B purple? Just wanted to let y'all know you can still get items with the K&B logo on 'em. Wonder where I can get Schwegmann logoed stuff?
3. Can anyone tell me why in the world we have the dirtiest, filthiest highways on the planet? Our shoulders, including interstate, state, federal, and local highways, are littered with everything imaginable--gravel, tarpaper, discarded tires, broken-up mattresses, scraps of wood, black garbage bags (many of them full of refuse), automobile parts, lids from ice chests, formerly used diapers, the remains of dogs and nutrias and possums, and Gawd only knows what else. I mean, I agree we're a laid-back bunch, but do we think we're supposed to toss all this crap on the highways because one day somebody is gonna come clean it up? Maybe we should all take a ride through Huntsville, Alabama, or Ruston, Louisiana. There ain't a cigarette butt on the ground in those cities. Frankly, it's frustrating that this is what we show our tourists coming into our cities!
4. Oh, and one last thing while I'm venting. I agree we have a reputation of being horrible drivers, but what's all this about driving up the concrete walls on the new I-10 Twin Spans? These masonry barriers that keep us from driving off the bridge and into Lake Pontchartrain are barely doing the job. Next trip you make across the lake glance at the railings--there are dozens and dozens of rubber skid marks and paint scrapes made by cars, trucks, and other forms of transportation who, had it not been for the railings, would be at the bottom of the lake. They say a picture is worth a thousand words; so I'm gonna stop with the words and next week I'll do an episode of "Naturally N'Awlins" so you can see exactly how we obviously attempt to navigate the Twin Spans.
So whatcha think? Any observations I'm missing? -----Frank D