We made some Orkin commercials in Thibideaux many ears ago. Our star "poled my piroux down the bayou" to service customers. (He really did!) I set up my tripod on the bank of the bayou, and found I had awakened the fireants whose nest I disturbed! This ol' sailor could still move back then! We had good po boys at the cafe/gas station, then got back to Nawlins and had dinner at Commanders' Palace, in an old Victorian mansion, that might have seen Beast Butler go by. The turtle soup was tres bien! Stan