Today, when I arrived at court with my three witnesses, there was another hearing ahead of us, so we all sat down and watched. Wal-Mart was the defendant. I won’t reveal too much regarding the merits of the case, but I must provide a few of the highlights from the […]
I must be doing something right, as another blogger who identifies herself as a “punk” tossed this tape measure at me yesterday and let me know I “measure up.” I assume she means above the waist, but considering my streaking rampage through an Iowa cornfield after watching “Old School” a […]
My friends. I’m here today, not as a wrinkly Senator, but as your humble servant, graciously accepting another award, passed along by an anarchist with the word “Punk” in his title. Nobility? Hardly. Rabble-rouser? Certainly. Punk Rock Dad sent it. Here’s the version of the award as it was passed […]
Few events give me more pride, more validity as a blogging person, as does learning I’ve been given an award. Except when it’s from the Ku Klux Klan. Apparently, whoever kreated this award thought he’d pass along his hatred for all non-WASPs along with his prizes. Why else would he […]
That’s right. You didn’t think I put this little rodent in a robe just for aesthetics, did you? Of course not. There’s a reason this blog moved to “Father Muskrat,” and it’s not just so I can get more validity as a Daddy Blogger. So, from this point forward, if […]
