My friend Luke Ash, who teaches guitar lessons to my son Lucas, was out helping his brother muck out his flooded house. At one point, they decided it was necessary to … well, look. Luke calls this “making poop angels,” because of all the raw sewage that was in the flood water.

You gotta laugh at this stuff, or you’ll fall apart. If there’s one thing folks in south Louisiana know how to do, it’s laugh.