Author: muskrat

Family, Military

it’s called gratitude

This is the dry erase board on which I encouraged the 39 members of my flight last year to write some things for which they could be thankful, even while stuck spending a holiday in Iraq.  See?  Things weren’t so bad. And here’s the Beastie Boys telling us to be […]

Blogging

an incredible journey

No, I’m not going to write about a dog named Bodger. After receiving a review from Ask And You Shall Receive, I’ve decided to move to a cleaner template, since part of the feedback I received was that the header was stretched and fuzzy. This means that it can no […]

Baby

forcing the force

This poster hangs in our powder room.  So, whenever Maddie the Toddler and I are in the den, and she belts out an “Oh go potty!” we see this poster.  She’ll sit on the john while I hold her little shoulders to keep her from falling in, and she’ll point […]

Music

coming to an olympic arena near you: the muskrat toss

The first time I got tossed out of a bar was when a cover band named “Seattle” came to The Ivory Tusk, an 18-and-over watering hole on the University of Alabama Strip.  After a year of ‘Bama bangs and their Grateful Dead, Widespread Panic, or Phish covers at every bar […]

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