Ned Cheever, proprietor and Fool in Residence, with an array of weapons at the ready.
As my life winds down, there is mostly music, politics, and an occasional glimpse at the craziness around us to fret about. In all cases I find my influence to be woefully minimal, but the matters nonetheless deserving of my irreverent observations.
Our refrigerator magnets:
Here's a collection of our musical doodling:
Click on the outhouse to gain entrance.
Just a few notes about our visits to South Louisiana.
Here is the the Club Ned annex, dubbed "Maison Rouge." This is the practice hall, jam shack, and gathering place, relieving prerssure upon Mrs. Cheever to take either my life or her own. Situated on two acres with a pond, only the nearby railroad tracks can drown out our musical offerings.
Click on the image to visit.
Check out or favorite New Orleans web site:
Click here to view some of our published articles.
Current state of Mind:
I ain't right, but there ain't nothin' wrong with that.
Wisdom of others:
"An old flame flares up when turned down." - Bill Holman in the Smokey Stover comic strip
Thanks for wasting your time here.
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