Man, did I ever have a case of up headupassitis when I neglected to add this guy to my list of "you gotta read 'em" blogs.
I'm damned choosy about who I'd take up arms with and go afield in quest of game. But I'd be honored indeed to commit Bambicide with Dax Montana.
Damned good reading from a damned good man. Y'all enjoy now, heah?
Hey bro,
Dunno what happened to my blogroll, but it's derned sure fixed now.
Cheers,
- D
Posted by: Donnie | January 12, 2004 at 11:47 AM
Permission to slightly digress?
I love you guys, really, but I must disclose a personal fact...#1 on my list of KEY turnoffs: Getting up at 4am so you can come home and litter the walls with yet ANOTHER pair of antlers.
Granted I have a negative childhood association...but can't they go in the basement?
Posted by: Key | January 12, 2004 at 01:52 PM
Key, it's just a "guy thing." We females have "our things," no matter what you may think.
My mother helped my dad pack for a few trips to Montana and Wyoming for deer and elk hunting.
We stayed home and helped him spend more of his money. New sewing machine the first year, two new sets of bedroom furniture for us kids the second year.
For some reason he didn't go hunting out-of-state again until the youngest (his one son) was through college and went with him.
Understand, Key, we women have "our things" to do.
Posted by: Ms Anna | January 12, 2004 at 06:43 PM
Dax is a great guy, but you should know he's infamous for losing buddies in "hunting accidents". If your significant other is a hottie, I suggest wearing some body armor.
Posted by: Velociman | January 12, 2004 at 06:45 PM
Key, worry not on my end. Three decades of hunting, and all I've ever sent to the taxidermist is a really nice South Texas buck with split brow-tines, and a bobcat I nailed at 325 (precisely measured) yards.
But I might want to bag a trophy libreal, just on principle.
Otherwise, I'm just a freezer-shooter. For me, it's about the steaks, roasts, jerky and stew-meat. And antlers make a lousy stew.
Now if I were to go and win a lotto, I might take a few trophies, but gawd, where'd I put 'em on a boat? Even a HUGE boat?
Anna, glad you got away with your feminine wiles back then. LOL
And Velociman? Shit man, I'm smarter than to let Dax field-dress me before getting me to the E.R. This ain't m'first rodeo, dude. *heh*
Jim
Sloop New Dawn
Galveston, TX
Posted by: Jim | January 12, 2004 at 11:08 PM
3 hunting jokes punch lines:
Doctor,"He would have lived if you hadn't gutted him!"
Clem,"What'd the doctor say?"
Bubba,"ugh..sorry man, he said you're gonna die!"
Doctor on phone,"First make sure he's dead."
Posted by: Marcus | January 13, 2004 at 06:18 AM
Go for it Jim; you can put Hillary's horns on my wall any day.
Posted by: Key | January 13, 2004 at 11:39 AM