I guess it's going to have to be me to fix college football. The Protect College Sports Act is going to die on the vine. Just look at the number of representatives from states in the Big Ten and SEC footprints. There's just not a chance.

It's been a few weeks since we were in Key West, and so far, I've been pretty silent on that trip when it comes to these pages. That's not because it was uneventful. Oh no, it was eventful in spades.

I got a free treat this week, and it was very nice.

I had an experience that no other human ever had experienced before.

We've been on passage all week. All is well: we haven't had a single storm to negotiate, haven't had to reef sails, and for the most part, it hasn't even been too hot. But it's been a little bit of a difficult passage for a more benign reason.

You know how those old black ladies can call you "baby" and it adds a dash of kindness and affection to whatever they're telling you? I wish I could pull that off.

On Sunday, Mrs. theskinnyonbenny and I took Velvet Elvis up to Bay St Louis. I've probably written about it before, but to get out of the lake and into the great wide world, we have to go through the intercoastal canal. This starts with a pass through the city, down the canal that separates New Orleans from New Orleans East.

I’m currently on book 13 of the Alan Lewrie series. He’s a British sea captain, along the lines of Jack Aubrey. Like Captain Aubrey, he’s a capable sea captain who treats his crew well. Unlike Captain Aubrey, he really likes to gamble, drink, and fuck.

I suspect that a locally loved shop right close to me might be harboring a real piece of shit out here in plain sight.

There is one industry where the job market is ripe for former LSU head coaches. If you're a former LSU head coach, the LSU Athletic Department is hiring. Take a look.

Ko did some googling on his great grandfather this week.

I've got a very embarrassing story about something that happened with charter guests and then some thoughts about our Easter and French Quarter Festival weekends in New Orleans.