Monday, March 7, 2011

This Man Is Precious to Me.


We both come from old aristocratic Mississippi Delta families, and I named one of my cats after him: Shelby Lee Foote. The cat is appropriately gray in color.

If there is anybody I would rather have had a drink on the porch with (other than Ms. Moon and Kurt Vonnegut), I can't think of who.

I love you, Mr. Foote, wherever you are.

5 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

I cannot believe you live in OHIO! WTF?
Come home, honey. Come home.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Ms. Moon,
The South is home. You said that right. One of these days. . . .

At the very least, my ashes will be scattered in Savannah. I may have had to live as a damn Yankee, but I sure as hell am not spending eternity as one.

I'm quite serious too.

Love you tons and tons.

Christina @ Fashion's Most Wanted said...

He sounds great! I love Vonnegut. And Ms Moon. Love you SB. Hope you're having a good week xx

Syd said...

I think that William Faulkner and Mr. Foote would have made good dinner companions. You do need to get back down heah.

Sarcastic Bastard said...

Christina Dear,
I love you too! You are dear to me.

Syd,
I agree heartily. I miss Lowcountry SO DAMN BAD. I can't tell you. The South is home in a way that the north will never ever be.

Love,

SB