My dearest swampies, you must be sweating your thin skin right off. I know Old Hardhide sure is hot, even though I’m designed for southern heat. Perhaps I’ll escape the sun for some time on Friday and attend the Singer Songwriter Night at Crescent Lounge in Ponchatoula. If you come, you’ll get to hear some Hardhide classics like “Croc Me Amadeus,” “Oops!... I Bit It Again,” “Bra...