I Want To Explain

What is going on in Pittsburgh today? I am wondering! I heard on TV this morning and read a tweet that “the juice is loose, but business is booming in Pittsburgh.” Are they calling Ben Roethlisberger, Le’Veon Bell and Antonio Brown the three B’s the Better Business Bureau in Pittsburgh? Can Miami running back Jay Ajayi be the Juice? I dunno’! I asked the guy who posted the tweet, but he has not responded back yet.

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Business is booming in Pittsburgh.

I am wondering also how to explain something to one of my readers who sent a question. She asked me to explain the below quote in my last article about hearing the Lord’s voice. I will study the quote more deeply in order for me to give her an answer. I will write the answer here in my blog once I do an appropriate study.

I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
Psalm 2:7.

That is truly what the good Lord told me early this morning on this beautiful Christmas Eve morning. Yes, that is what I heard.

I tweeted the below attaBoy tweet to Samuel L. Jackson who graduated from Morehouse College in Atlanta. He is an Atlanta Falcons fan. I hide it from my Who Dat friends, but I am a closet Atlanta Falcons fan. I am from New Orleans, and love the New Orleans Saints when they are winning. However, I am an Atlanta fan too because they play such good football.

Scott Baio was correct in his prediction in the presidential election. Recently, he told Whoopi Goldberg so. This morning, I will search Twitter to see if Whoopi responded back to Scott yet. I want to also say here that Scott showed me and all of the other “doubters” that we were wrong about him and Donald Trump. They won the presidency. Meanwhile, I think that three million voters were screwed who put Hillary Clinton over the top in the popular vote. I am one who firmly believes that our process of electing the president needs to be reformed.

By the way, at one point I heard that Trump was going to give Scott a post in the administration. Did Trump give Scott something? I cannot remember.

On a different note, I think that this is an excellent picture of Beyonce.

WOW! Like Elvis Presley said, “I am ALL shook up.” I might write my own song soon about Beyonce.

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Beyonce looks so fine here that I am shaking like a “leaf.” I am ALL shook up.

I felt sorry for Hillary Clinton after Donald Trump won the election. I really thought that it was her turn to be president.

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Personally, I LOVE HILLARY CLINTON.

Dressed in that top in the picture below, what #inTheWorld did that girl think would happen? Come on, Man!

In the picture below, I am dedicating a fine tune on my trumpet for Hillary Clinton at my alumnus night at Jesuit High School. I think that between the Russians and an antiquated election system, Hillary was denied the presidency.

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Me!!! Playing my trumpet for Hillary. I hope that she comes back to do big things.

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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]

Ferdie Had Mucho Fun

I had a grand ol’ time at a party last night (Saturday). I will have more to say about my weekend later on, after I finish watching the New Orleans Saints football game. More fun!!! Hahaha… By the way, I had a lot of fun this whole weekend. Plus, I have made up my mind that I want to skip the Presidential debate on Wednesday because of the stress and darkness that Donald Trump lays upon my brain. I am feeling too happy the last few days for Donald J. Trump to rain on my parade. I stopped watching cable news for a minute anyway because Trump’s lies, sexual assaults and vulgarity have truly been grieving me out. I need a little break from the Trump mania.

This morning (Sunday) I had fun too very early while practicing my trumpet. I was practicing some spiritual hymns and worship songs. Of course the Lord laid some of His joy upon me for spending time this morning praising Him. Let’s hope that the New Orleans Saints also make me happy later on this afternoon. UPDATE: The New Orleans Saints made me happy this afternoon. Very happy!! I LOVE IT.

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Fun!!! Those are my horn rags around my neck. I practiced a few songs on my trumpet this morning.

That bum, Donald Trump, is a billionaire and pays no taxes to the IRS unlike every other American across the country. He has no right whatsoever to be President of the United States of America.