@JacksonHerveaux getting ready for tomorrow

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Attention, iTrue Blood/i Fans: You’ll Get Your Werewolves After All

Attention, iTrue Blood/i Fans: You’ll Get Your Werewolves After All.

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Horrifying, but interesting…

While shopping online for @Hot_Rain’s fixtures, I came across this:

ick

For $24.00 you too can have this rather disturbing mug. I imagine True Blood would look exceptionally horrifying dripping out between the teeth…

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Why women love vampires and men don’t

Hopefully, with the addition of Were’s and other shifters, the machismo of a show like True Blood will increase. I mean, Were’s are more like men’s men, than those sissy metrosexual bloodsuckers. Read it:

Why women love vampires and men don’t – CNN.com.

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Twitter hates me

again. *grumble grumble grumble*

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Devient Art rendering

A cute rendering, though my skin's a bit darker.

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Going to see Cedric Watson & Bijou Creole tomorrow night

I am in a good mood. For now, Dad is under control. He is home and is preparing himself for a long game next weekend. I decided to treat myself and am going to see a local group, Cedric Watson & Bijou Creole and Feufollet. I love some good ‘ol zydeco music.

Cedric Watson Live at the Blue Moon Lafayette LA

Feufollet – Festivals Acadiens & Creoles 2008

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The Trip to Jersey cont…

We got back into Shreveport just a few hours ago. Let me tell you, what a week from hell. Let’s recap:

@JacksonHerveaux got roped into some Supe card game, which he didn’t have the cash for so @EricNorthman kindly (not) helped him out by buying him into the game with the cash. Now, @JacksonHerveaux tells me he knew it was cash and blood-in game, meaning you start playing, you finish, or, you’re finished—like forever, as in dead finished, gone, catch you in the afterlife, goodbye. Yet, I don’t think he knew this till he got there and started playing, because he gets a bit twitchy when I bring up that I was trying to get him out for the past few nights.

The Harlem Club Ballroom:

…was closed off for the duration of the game. As I later found out, the players—Vamps, Were’s, Shifters, a few goblins and only one fairy (who played remotely via a computer due to the Vamp issue), well, they were all housed in that wing of The Showboat, magic’d in from the start to the finish of the tourney.  The magic prevented outsiders, human and Supe, from seeing the entrance, but I sure could smell them all. I was frustrated night after night because I could not get in. I spent some time on the penny slots:

…and thought I saw Quinn:

After I got back in touch with the local Were pack, they lead me to a local witch who worked for the human Mafia in Jersey. She is a great asset for them and they pay her well because she knows where all the bodies are buried, ‘cause she put’em there.  Hearing someone perform magic is strange enough, let alone with a heavy Jersey accent.

She was able to break the magic around the entrance, but when I got in, (got one bad camera shot off)

I saw one hairy Vamp, and I was immediately stopped by a few other  bloodsuckers.  There was only Dad and two other Vamp players at the table. There was nothing I could do but watch the horror.  They looked tired, drained, and Dad, well, Dad was pale as milk. Leave it to the Vamps to schedule a tourney on a New Moon weekend.

Things threatened to get ugly when one of the Vamps went all in and lost; he nearly jumped for the throat of the remaining Vamp, but was stopped, almost finally, by the blindingly quick-draw of a pistol—seriously—by our casino host.  I swear his gun came out faster than his fangs, and all he said was “You want to taste these silver for dinner, man? Don’t go getting all heavy on us now.”

And that was it. An hour later Dad went all in and took the hand, an hour after that it was over. Dad won it all. I was shocked and horrified. Blood-in means that @JacksonHerveaux moves on to the final game, Halloween night. He got into this mess and not even the witch who helped me get in has the magic to break that contract.

@EricNorthman is tied to it too now.  Dad can’t pay him back till the game is over as his winnings are his starting drawer when he plays next weekend.  As we hear it, a single table is playing: 3 big-wig Vamps, a Shifter, a part-Demon and 2 Were’s. All hell is breaking loose on All-Hallow’s Eve.

Side Note: New Jersey is different than they make it seem in the movies. I say no big hair, no track suits, no gold-wearing thugs. The mob scene is more hushed up than the Vamp scene.  But it only took me two guys before I found someone who “knew a guy” who “knew a guy” who could get me in to the Harlem Room. I have to say, I’m not sure what is really in Taylor Ham Pork Roll, but I am a convert. Oh, and nothing at all strange happened in my 666 room…probably the most unlikely part of the whole trip.

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