Wabbit Season

There are only a few things in this world that give me a headache: doing 50 burpees in 4 minutes, listening to Kenny G, and reading Joint Military Publications.  The former gets me buff, so I tolerate it.  The latter just gives me a headache.  I just need to remember and stock Motrin in my school locker.  Yes, you read that correctly.  We have lockers.  They are in our classrooms and not strewn along a hallway, so there isn't opportunity to be stuffed in one in front of 200 peers.  There is plenty of chance for one of us to grow a penicillin factory; we'll see how the year evolves.

On an Alabama note, there are many things that I expected to see down here.  Lots of bugs, lots of trees and greenery, some run-down areas...those were in the realm of possibility.  I even expected a pro-hunting environment.  However, I was no where near prepared to walk into the freezer section of the Base Commisary (Grocery store on base where we live) and see this:

That is not photoshopped.  I took the picture with my phone because I didn't think anyone would believe me.  Needless to say, we have incorporated the variety into this week's dinner menu at Camp Mac.  We'll let you know how it goes.  I guess the perspective here is that at least they weren't dead rabbit bodies just hanging from butcher hooks.  That may have been over the top.  But in the freezer section...heck, you can put anything in a stew!