Tavin does some trick or treatin’ and ends up workin’ the haunted house in the grocery store parking lot. What a treat!

Tavin finds that being a business man isn’t so easy, but he’s got to do what he’s called to do.

Tavin takes his step-niece to Pine Bluff for the concert. He’ll think twice next time.

Cars smashing each other and a pit crew. What else needs to be said? Mix that with some trailer park residents and you’ve got an entertaining recipe. Every time.

It was later brought to my attention that shirts and skins make no sense in softball. I’d like to think I was that clever, but I really just wanted Tavin with his shirt off and the microphone clipped to his chest hair. So, he was on the skin’s team. That’s that.

I’ve never had it and wouldn’t want it. I cut quite a bit of material out of tick fever. There was lots of family interaction on the way home from the hospital in that truck, but it got really long. Here’s the general re-cap of what was lost: Merle Haggard, rest stop, Memaw’s shoulder and a recliner on the porch at home.  

One of my personal favorites. It’s always awesome when someone likens patriotism to something that they think is real cool. Enter Rusty Tidwell’s tailgate. The man who painted this had to be a patriot. Anytime you’re dealing with a crocodile handling firearms, you know there is something revolutionary going on. Deserving of nothing less than a grape sno-cone.

I love a good catfish buffet. You know you’re in the right place when everything on your plate is brown. You have an off-white or tan buffet plate that is hard plastic. You then adorn the plate with fried okra, hush puppies and catfish. Wash it all down with a tan (sometimes red) cafeteria cup full of ice cold sweet tea. Now you can see why Tavin was so upset when his dining experience was interrupted by what he calls “a catfish neck”.  

Have you ever been to a football game and seen a guy with a letterman’s jacket from 1984 cheering for the home team and trying to “get the fans going”? Well, my brother did and he told me about it. What would make it more entertaining, but a homemade letterman’s jacket with newspaper clippings stapled gunned to the jacket! If you’ve seen other entertaining innovations, please share.

I’m brimming with southern samplins. One night I ran to my garage and shot this back in August. I can’t say I’ve ever heard that particular story before, but I know I’ve met Tavin in a bunch of different folks. These are unscripted southern samplins.