I’m gone a week and the world goes to hell. What ever happened to wholesome holiday stories? Pumpkin pies and snowflaked skies and rasmuffins and tidy greetings? Kelley has a PR guy pitching sex videos, the Florida Times-Union’s Thomas Lake is curious about a nearby nudist resort, John “The Snake” Doherty tracks the history of a snow penis (classic headline), and Ramsey finds the victim of a dirty, dirty Santa. Completely unrelated: Check out Wright Thompson in River Ridge, Louisiana. “Surrounded by students and teachers, Badeaux handed over servings of his jambalaya. Damn. The recipe was passed down from his father, and it reeked of fan boats and Mamou whiskey parties. It tasted like Louisiana, which, given the devastation the state’s suffered since Hurricane Katrina hit, was a triumph.”
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