by Hayden Childs
I started this post several weeks ago while vacationing in Panama City Beach, FL, which was surprisingly beautiful. No angry blackened waterfowl to be seen there, although there were quite a few BP guys lurking about, waiting to take charge at the first sign of trouble. But for me, spotty web connections and general focus on other things led to never getting past the first paragraph.
Then I moved halfway across the country and anyway, suffice it to say that it’s been hard to get back into the habit of writing.
But the Meat Puppets cannot be denied forever.




