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I will explain at some point this weekend why I did not make daiquiriis this weekend like I promised. It is a story that I need to tell. Also, I came on briefly to mention some of my thoughts about last weekend and Father’s Day. Meanwhile, I have to sign off for a while to TCB (Take Care of some Business). So, I will finish writing this introduction next time I sign on. Thank you!! UPDATE: By TCB I meant eat. Isn’t eating Taking Care of Business; and important “to boot”? On Father’s Day, someone cooked a big pot of seafood gumbo and potato salad; and I brought over ham and daiquiris. “Ooh La La”!! I wrote and recorded a song about this outstanding gumbo. I will add the audio clip here over the weekend.

I am still enjoying cherished memories from Father’s Day present and future. Like they say, some memories will last with you for a life time.

The picture below was taken five years ago while visiting my youngest daughter, Tiopol (center), and her family in Georgia. I even see Lil’ Potato (being held, back row) who was 1 year-old going on 34 years-old. My older grandchildren are grown now, in high school, working, driving, singing, doing well in sports, etc.

My second youngest grandchild, Dori, is on the far left. This is a rare photo of all 8 of my grandchildren together; plus my daughter, Tiopol (in the middle). It would be amazing to see them together now if I could get a current picture of them all. We were visiting Tiopol in Georgia for a Father’s Day vacation.

I put my hat on to take this picture. I am watching Giants vs. Philly.

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THEN, See Below: a taped, practice video (right below my first “live” video) which I am rehearsing before I attempt my next “live” video. Would you like to see how our editor looks and sounds? I plan to do a live video soon so that my readers can hear some of my latest thoughts. Today, I want to do my second Live Video on Facebook Live. However, firstly, I have to clear off my treadmill because I have been using it as a clothes hanger and closet. It is critical that I start walking on it, especially for at least 15-or-so minutes today. I could write a whole book on how much Easter food that I ate yesterday, including what they call better-than-sex cake. As soon as I finish walking on my treadmill, I will start writing a script for the video because I would enjoy to do another Live Video today or tomorrow. Any questions for me for my video? If you do not want to ask publicly on this post, you can write questions to me privately which I can then answer live.

St. Peter said that God is no respecter of persons.

Here is my first live video. I did not have a script prepared for my first video.

Here Below is a practice video of a script that I wrote preparing to
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Answer About My Dreams

My brother, Carl Delery, asked me several questions recently which I will try to answer here. They are fine questions.

Carl asked:
So, your dreams have beginnings middle and ends? Do you have actors play the parts and even roll the credits at the end? Are all your dreams theatrical productions or maybe some are game shows? If so, do you watch the game show dreams to the end, like the movie dreams, and announce winners? Boy, it sure sounds like you have fun in your dreams. You probably even get to surf through the productions. Do you have instant replay where you can cut and perfect the performances? What do you do if one of your actors get sick, do you have stand-ins? Wow, that’s a thought. Do you have stand-up comedy or musical performances? Man I’m soo intrigued! Who is your favorite performer, is she the redhead? Do you have Shakespeare plays also (To be, or not to be. That is the question.) Is ‘Lil Red’ in Lady McBeth? She must be in a lot of your dreams; King Kong, Pretty Baby, Paper Moon, or in your case Paper Mars (I’m gonna send my wife to Mars.)

I will begin answering Carl once I study his questions. TO BE CONTINUED…

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Carl Delery

The shroud of Turin (pictured below) is the only physical image
that was left for history (and that image is stamped in the very blood which Jesus shed from the cross). If the message that Jesus taught is spiritual, then photographs,films, audio tapes, etc. seem to be the opposite of how
he wanted to teach. Think of the miracle that it is, in
and of itself, that Jesus’ word has lived. His word is the
greatest recorded message in the history of the world. Yet,
it is just as alive and vibrant as it was when it flowed
off of his tongue. That is why I think the Lord did his
work before the advent of modern recording devices.
I welcome you to email Rev. Ferdinand if there is a
special request that you want us to put on the altar of the
Lord.

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The Shroud of Turin

Answer #1 to Carl:
Only in my dreams! It is getting late, and I may be falling asleep soon. What can possibly be waiting for me in my dreams? “Ferdie Werdie, where are you? Do you want to visit me in your dreams? I am waiting,” she says.

Ferdie Werdie, where are you?

Ferdie Werdie, where are you?

Gazette · @Ferd3desk (cont)…
23rd Mar 2017
I saw a report this morning on the local news about how the trend of many people moving back to the Big Easy after Hurricane Katrina has changed. In my opinion, it is the high taxes, myriad fees and fines, run-away crime rate, government overbearance, inaccurate/incorrect traffic cameras, etc., etc. I dunno’. New Orleans has the highest taxes in the country which all add up to making citizens here feel like victims more than ever. This local government is not user friendly. It is literally totally user un-friendly.
http://www.twitlonger.com/show/n_1spnr11

There is an old Buddhist saying which reminds me of Donald Trump and his #minions. The Buddhists say, “No matter how much you wash a turd, it will not come clean.” Trump and his henchmen will never come clean even when their lies are exposed. We can see with our own eyes that the National Mall at Trump’s inauguration was nearly empty. Yet, he maintains to our faces that he could see millions of people that day from the platform on the Capitol steps. Trump is the historical definition of a turd.

December Babies!

Carl Delery, my brother, recently said, “I’d like to wish collective HAPPY BIRTHDAYS to all four of my December siblings: Ferd, Peggy, Gail and Alan wishing you all the very best in your advancing age. Take care, and may God bless you with many more.

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Me!!! Playing my trumpet. The contemporary Jesuit High Band relaxes here while we alumnii play a sassy tune at Alumnii Night.

Since Carl just now called me an old son-of-a-BLEEP in that statement above, I have a story to tell about him in revenge. Ooops! I hate to interrupt my story here, but I just had to say while it is on my mind that I AM TOO IN LOVE WITH THIS GIRL (below). I love her! I love her!

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Now, back to my story! When my brother, Carl, was 19 years-old, we (he and I) had an apartment on Paris Ave. in New Orleans. On second thought, since it is Christmas week, I will not seek revenge on my brother. Instead, I take this opportunity to wish my family and everyone a very Merry Christmas.

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Carl Delery

Also, in that same spirit of Christmas, I post the below picture of me and some relatives at a recent birthday party. HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!

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Ferdie is here at a recent birthday party.

Here is a picture of my dad. I think that you can see a resemblance here. He is smiling here, but I think that we have the same lips.

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My dad, Ferdinand Jr.

Who Am I in Love With?

NEW ORLEANS, September 20, 2017 — This link here is page #2 of an article about my sister’s current art exhibit, which link I have been searching for in order to print out the article. I am looking “down in the rabbit hole” for the link to page #1 now. You know that old people cannot figure out as much as they used to.
http://neworleanstimespicayune.la.newsmemory.com/publink.php?shareid=02c68e3ed

NEW ORLEANS, July 12, 2017 — Inside of every big, bad man lives a little, bitty boy. One of the fine little girls from my school story below (actually 2 grades above me) who was highly honored by her girlfriends for often beating me up in grammar school subsequently asked me to take her to her first prom when she was a junior in high school. Her exotic and romantic prom was on one of the river boats in New Orleans, and was the very day that I became 007, super agent man :).

In grammar school, I would hide in the bushes and shadows on the girls’ side of the school yard in order to watch the sexy little girls’ fine, pretty legs as they jumped rope and played hopscotch. I would even occasionally run out and yank their school skirt up to get a clean, bird’s-eye view. Ooh-Wee! The little girls often jumped me and beat me up. I LOVED IT! I actually also wrote about this in my first book DRIVE WOMEN CRAZY!

June 29, 2017 — Below is a year book picture of my dad, Ferdinand Delery Jr., in his 1945 graduation picture from Xavier University Preparatory High School. I think that my mom graduated the next year. I worked with my dad for many years; and he bought all of my tools for me. I also rented one of his houses from him when I got married which helped propel me into manhood.

Speaking of love! I am performing my act in a show tonight at the Neutral Ground Coffee House.

When my brother, Carl, was 19 years-old, we (he and I) had an apartment on Paris Ave. in New Orleans. He and his good friend and workmate, R.L., would occasionally stop at the apartment for lunch or after work and try to jack me up for some spending “change.” In New Orleans, we used to call it “putting someone on a #tip.” Meaning, in school especially, jacking people up and taking their lunch money.

Ooops! I hate to interrupt my story here, but I just had to say here that I AM TOO IN LOVE WITH THIS GIRL. I love her! I love her!

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Back to my story! R.L lives in Atlanta now and Carl lives in New Jersey; so, my pocket change and myself have been safe from being on a “tip” for many years :)… until recently when Carl texted to me: P.S. Remember that post you wrote about being scared of me? I have been thinking about his text, and sense a little bit of a threat. Of course, you need more context; but taking his text on its own merit leads me to feel something menacing. Unless, he was joking; which I do not think so.

UPDATE: Carl 100% did not have me on a “tip” when we were young or ever try to put me on #tip. My error! I apologize to Carl for misrepresenting the facts. Sorry, Carl.

My latest song is: Who am I in love with today? Yes, I wrote a new song about a fantasy lady which creative piece I have already performed in public. However, I cannot expose my love for her across the whole globe because she is very unattainable and unsingle… boo-hoo. I plan to say more about this fantasy gal later on here in my blog. In the meantime, for now, I will pick one of the public figures whom I am in love with. Y’all already know that I love Sarah Palin. Until I finish writing this article (later on), I will express my true love for Sarah now. I LOVE YOU, SARAH!

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Sarah looks very cute.

P.S. The other girl whom I spoke about above (and whom I personally know) is someone unattainable who lives away and bounces around in a different league anyway. We have flirted with each other in the past when she was single, but we most definitely cannot connect now. I wrote a “blues song” about her which I sing in small clubs; but I surely cannot go widespread with my feelings of love for her. This situation is totally something only the Good Lord can fathom in his ultimate wisdom. I do not think that on this earth there is any possibility for us. Zilch!

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Exercise

I Ate a Whole Pie

I am sitting here at home starving to death. I am supposed to be on a diet, but I am about to eat everything in sight. Beware! Any fine, sexy ladies in my vicinity had better run for cover. Hahaha…

That is I on the right in the gold shirt. The other folks are my mom, my brother, my sisters.

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Also, our (see above photo) children are shown below:

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Pics of My Mom and Sibs

Here are five pictures of my family at a party. Plus, below I added several more pictures.

This is the picture (below) that I was planning to post individually. Everyone saw a different picture because people commented on that picture first.

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My brothers and sisters, and my mom.

This is a picture of 2 of my daughters and me at a wedding.

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Why is my mouth always moving?

I also add Carl (my brother) here in order to not leave him out.

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Carl and Joan.

This week, I am studying the practice of jumping the broom. I believe that spiritually this practice is for real. However, legally and civilly, you have to abide by the laws of the State when it comes to being considered married in the eyes of the State.

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This Wikipedia article is about the custom and phrase.

Jumping the broom is a phrase and custom relating to a wedding ceremony where the couple jumps over a broom. It has been suggested that the custom is based on an 18th-century idiomatic expression for “sham marriage”, “marriage of doubtful validity”; it was popularized in the context of the introduction of civil marriage in Britain with the Marriage Act 1836.

There have also been suggestions that the expression may derive from an actual custom of jumping over a “broomstick” (where “broom” refers to the common broom rather than the household implement) associated with the gypsies (Romani) of the United Kingdom.[2] especially those in Wales.[3]

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Jesus walks on water.

The custom of a marrying couple literally jumping over a broom is now most widespread among African Americans, popularized in the 1970s by the novel and miniseries Roots but originating in the mid 19th century as a practice in antebellum slavery in the United States.[4]

Enjoying Rainy Day in Big Easy

NEW ORLEANS (Gazette) — Just because I said that I think that this girl (below) looks cute, my daughter said that she thinks this is a man. Really? Give me a break. My daughter also said that I need to get a testosterone shot since I am starting to look at men. LOL… People sure like to block me from getting ‪#‎at‬ these young, fine women. I have been Internet (social media) friends with this girl since the ‪#MySpace‬ days. In fact, she appeared on the Paris Hilton’s My New BFF show (actually, after we were already social media friends} until the show was cancelled. She replies back to some of my tweets and such. She has a boyfriend; I am totally just Internet friends with her. We have been social media friends since way back during the days when My Space was a “thing.”

Click the Paris Hilton’s My New BFF link here https://www.facebook.com/parisbff/ to see this sexy gal in the cast picture so that you know I’m not lying. For real! I follow her on my FaceBook page and on Twitter. She has occasionally replied back to me.

There are new numbers and percentages on Donald Trump

Dang!! Look at this stallion below. That’s what I am talking about. In my opinion, my legs and stuff are buffed up and fine like that (in a masculine way of course):). I just have to work on my abs and pecs which I, by the way, bought a work-out bench for. The only thing I cannot completely shape up like I want is my butt ..which butt I actually liked (and was proud of) when I was 2 yrs.-old.

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I think that I am the male version of Marilyn. I just forgot to go to Hollywood. Duh!

To explain why I said above that I liked my butt when I was 2-years-old (which I think is a little bit out-of-shape now) you have to understand the Freudian stages of human development. In Freudian psychology there are stages of psychosexual development in all human beings, the first two of which are the oral stage and the anal stage. According to Sigmund Freud, personality is mostly established by the age of five.  Early experiences play a large role in personality development and continue to influence behavior later in life.  http://psychology.about.com/od/theoriesofpersonality/ss/psychosexualdev.htm

The second stage of human development is the anal stage, and typically lasts until 3 years-old. I am sure that I had a successful anal stage. However, if a human being with the help of his parents does not have a healthy anal stage then in adult life the person can have either an anal-expulsive personality or an anal-retentive personality. These are explained at the link above. I might have a little bit of both, but I would love to sell some of my big butt to the many lovely female Hollywood stars who pay big money for bigger butts. Megan Fox, you want more juice in your caboose? Come here and buy some of this big butt that I have 🙂 …