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POSTCARDS FROM A SANDY PLACE #7 – Seriously, Ma’am, we love the fashion channel!
When I learned I would be stuck in a dirty urban desert for a year, restricted to wearing nothing but Army issue garb 24/7, the haute couture junkie in me groaned in despair. How would I be able to keep up with the latest Ann Taylor wraps, model the chicest of Jimmy Choo kitten heels…
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POSTCARDS FROM A SOGGY PLACE #6 – And God said to Noah, build me an arky arky
There are many things in the Sandy Place that have not changed since this hallowed ground gave birth thousands of years ago to the religious faiths that shape our modern existence. For example, the hot dusty climate that kept Moses and the Israelites warm as they wandered the desert for 40 years in nomadic search…
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POSTCARDS FROM A SANDY PLACE #5 – As my evidence professor would say, hearsay can be verbal and non-verbal communication
Cultural differences are often fodder for confusion, puzzlement and unintended disrespect. Fortunately for me and my never ending quest for humor in an otherwise rather humorless place, they can be comic as well. For example, in America the thumbs up sign usually means, ok, great, good to go. In fact, soldiers use it frequently as…
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Tune In, Turn On
Video may have killed the radio star, but podcasting will rip their corpses up from the graveyard and back onto the airways. Radio has always been a part of my life. Both of my parents participated in AM/FM talkies, my pops as an announcer and my mum as a programmer for the venerable WHBC in…
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POSTCARDS FROM A SANDY PLACE #4 – Planes trains and automobiles
Well gentle readers, I have moved north to our new sandy place. The trip was not one I care to repeat, three days of taking every conceivable form of transportation known to humankind and the Army while lugging hundreds of pounds of luggage. I liken the trip to the movie “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” (Mind…
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Branson Boot(y) Camp
Just got back from a surprise get-away to the nation’s second largest entertainment escape, Branson, Missouri. So much to discuss my precious ones, so little time. How can I begin to describe Branson’s essence? If you’ve been looking for round-the-clock all-you-can eat Asian buffets and a shopping palace dedicated solely to knifes AND dolls, this…