Who I am... and Why the Moose Sings

I'm a guy from the bayous of Louisiana... way down south in the United States of America, short-form... I'm from the bayou. Chances are you never heard of my home town. It's called Cut Off (white non-hispanic - 90.6%... that's bullshit... we are Cajuns...and that site is bullshit too... we do not roll our boudin into balls, we make sausage... the internet is stupid. Someone should 'learn' it a lesson). So, no joke... Cut Off is the name. Chances are you heard of New Orleans... you know the Katrina city... well Cut Off is further south of New Orleans near the coast of the Gulf of Mexico in a swampy area. Still not sure? Gulf oil spill ring a bell? I'm from oil.

Now I live in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. I've been out here too long... 22 years. Long enough to forget where I'm from and long enough to know it's not here. Which leaves me with a dilemma... where do I belong? If you have any ideas, contact me and let me know or just send me a ticket to some place. I'm packed... just waiting.

Enough about me...

Why does the Moose Sing? Because 'musings' was not available... and moose are pretty cool animals. And when they sing... they're even cooler.

What is this site about? It's about whatever drips out of my head or splashes out of my eyes. It is not about what I look at but what I see. And what I see is filtered through a complex thought process that I cannot control... so what I post here is sometimes beyond my ability to even understand. I post what spills out of me... and the word spill is usually used in relation to an accident. So you could consider this as one nasty accident. Feel free to slow down and gawk.

And give it time... nasty accidents can't be planned. You just have to wait and see what falls on the pages. I know I've got my camera ready.

Want to contact me?

Not a problem, unless you're from the Internal Revenue Service... and if you are by chance from the IRS... Brian's dead, really, it was quite awful... this is Brian's daughter managing the Moose Sings site. And my daddy sucked. I told him repeatedly not to chase trains... but did he listen?

Other people can contact him here at this address: brian_doucet(at)mac(dot)com

He will read your message. He will reply to your message. And sometimes he will even send little things to make you smile or laugh or think... or just delete or throw in the trash.

He also has a Contact Page... click on it and say hi to him. You can even upload a file and make him smile or laugh or think... but he won't delete it or trash it... it might even end up as a moose song.

Brian Pointing at his Brain

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This is me. I shave. Hair is a nuisance I can easily do without. So please do not send me hair or hair-care products. I like books. You can send me books. But not books about hair.