The king and I

My journey this week started I'm Memphis Tennessee to see the home of the late great King..... I gotta say Graceland was a very interesting place to say the least! I was never much of an Elvis fan. Yea I like all the classics but I don't even think I have any on my I-pod but it just seemed like a place I needed to go. Plus i wanted to see all the killer costumes he had.... And maybe some crazy Elvis fans. Once inside Graceland you get a real feel for how this place is not just a shrine to Elvis it was a home. It still after all these years had a feeling of home. It's comfortable (maybe a little over the top) and brings the King back down to earth.... He was a dad, a husband and a force that made so many people fall in love with him. He was a giver. He was always generous with his stuff and took good care of the people he loved. I admire that about him.
Elvis had issues like so many of us. His drug addiction took him out of this world and standing in front of ElvisEs grave I had a true moment of gratitude. How could a guy who had so much going on be taken down by drugs and how did I escape that very same fate. Was I a chosen on? I think the answer is yea..... I by the grace of god saw the light and people like Elvis remind me that what I got is a true gift and i need to cherish it.
I don't think a lot of people know about my battle with drugs.... It was a hard and very long road and because of that today my life is a true gift.
I remember sitting in my office at the hotel around my birthday last year and thinking..... Why am


i still here? Why am I sitting in this office not loving what I'm doing? And at that moment again I heard Oprah say..... "live your best life" and at that moment I knew it was time to move on. If god gave me a second chance and didn't give the king the same road ..... Who the hell was I to not make the best of it?
So here I am 30 drug free, alive and living my best life.



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Location:Grace land

Nola or nothing

First the smell of stale beer and cigaret butts hit you in the face like a fucking hammer.... The streets are littered with homeless kids who look like they came out of mad max ( but these kids got banjoes ) nuns dressed in old scHool gear and street entertainers..... A church rises up from behind the streets lined with old pubs and neon light advertising sex and booze. Slowly the sound of jazz comes into your ear and the smell of crawfish steaming in Oldbay.... You my friend are in New Orleans. The city of ..... Well it's the city of lots of things!

New Orleans is the city full of religion and Voodoo.... Saints and sinners.... Where on earth can you be in an old church one second and the next your stuffing dollars into some guys ( or girls) underrooz? Lol
I love new Orleans.... I love the food! It's the so different from NYC! In NY you go to the nice restaurants to get a good meal in NOLA the best food comes out of the hole in the wall kinda places... Iv been to some fine dining restaurants in NOLA and they are ok but if you want great food go to the shittiest pub and ask for the house special! Omg now thats food.
Growing up Italian in NYC I always believed that the NY zeppole was the best of all street food in all the world.... Well I was wrong! Dear Zeppole I'd like you to meet your much better and much cooler red neck cousin Beignet! Zeppole are lightly tossed in powdered sugar and the beignets are mounded in powered sugar.... It's like Pablo Escobar is the chef! Holly good god these things are fucking good! Im ashamed to have my heritage attached to the old school dough of hate that is the zeppole!
And as anyone know the place to cop a bag of dough pillows and the powder of love is Cafe Du Monde..... Good lord I love that place!

And don't get me stated on the other food !
Jambalaya! Omg I can eat this all day!
If you have yet to go to NOLA shut up and book ur trip NOW!




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Location:The big eazy!

This post is a little late

I remember being a little kid and my mom teaching me how to spell Mississippi
"M-I-crooked letter-crooked letter-I
Crooked letter-crooked letter-I
humpback-humpback-I." and I don't think at that age I realized what the hell Mississippi was! To me it was just some silly word that made one hell of a song!
So far Mississippi is turning out to be one cool place.
We spent the last few days in Sanable Island on the west coast of Fla.... Now that's paradise! I love the keys but the lack of beaches kinda makes me crazy.... So Sanable is a perfect spot for me. Great beaches, nice shops killer seafood and some not so bad looking people... Sanable is kinda like the Hamptions of florida. And I love it! So we
sLowly started heading up the coast and yesterday madE it to Mobile Alabama. Not much to do in Mobile lol. The town was like a ghost town so we headed to our hotel to get some sleep
The next morning he started for Biloxi....Biloxi was a blast.. Nice hotel, gambling but all I could see was what was coming.... New Orleans


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Location:Not new Orleans