Back to Galveston

I get a phone call on Thursday, could I make it down to Galveston on Saturday for a going away party? Hmm, nice weather, crawfish boil and beer... yeah, I'll make the four hour trip. A good friend of mine was getting ready to leave for Lafayette, Louisiana on a nine month stint aboard a oil rig and he was throwing a party at his beach house and of course I just had to be there.

Mmmm... boiled mud bugs.