I came to the mudcat looking for the lyrics to one song and I'm still here 2 years later ... not because I have a burning need for song lyrics ... but because of the people... a few whom I now call "friend." When I've been especially blue, I've turned to the mudcat to make me laugh. When I have something exciting to share, I often share it on the mudcat. I met my wonderful friend, harpgirl, via the mudcat. I know that I could travel nationwide, and even internationally, and find a mudcatter, with whom to play music. And we would have lots to talk about because the mudcat would be at the core of our conversation. If you've been around the block a few times, you know this isn't something you take lightly. I've learned so much musically. The mudcat has stripped away my shell and allowed me to feel emotions that I thought were gone forever. Max is very old for his years and I think he knew when he designed the Mudcat Cafe it would encompass the world. And it has done just that. What a high it is for me to be sitting in Tallahassee, Florida, chatting with Alison in Oz. Who'da thunk it? And, while there are times when I need to put space between me and the mudcat, I'm still there. Checking in on friends. That's why I love the mudcat ... moonchild