November 07, 2008
An Oldie, But a Goodie
Ahh...deer season is once again upon us. Time for all the deer hunters to don their spiffy orange hats and camouflage threads, cover themselves in deer urine and go sit in a tree or a bush somewhere with a cannon so they can gun down Bambi as she passes by.
I often wonder what it would be like if God gave animals the ability to hold and fire weapons. Then deer hunting would be a legitimate sport. I would enjoy opening my daily newspaper to the hunting page searching for that photo of a ten point buck holding a rifle, his hoof proudly atop the belly of some laid out, drunk, stogie-sucking hunter who made the mistake of passing this particular deer on his way to take a leak.
I went to hunting camp one year with my ex-wife's brothers who live in the UP. I wanted to see for myself what all the hoopla was about. I remember we played a lot of cards, drank a ton of beer and MD 20/20, and I saw the biggest stack of porn magazines I've every seen accumulated in one place. And stink....I remember spending a good portion of my time searching for pockets of healthy breathing air. (Some of her brothers really should think about seeing a doctor.) Only one of the guys ended up getting a deer. No wonder.
I think they would have had much better success getting a deer if they just drove down one of those back roads and waited for one to come out of the woods and jump in front of their car.
Who's up for some fishing?
November 04, 2008
Renewed
I renewed the rabbit for another year!
At least reading the old posts is still funny :P