I’m getting together my hunting gear because I hope to hunt today. My boots, that have been at the top of the basement stairs, are full of cat food.
Last night I watched “The 12th Man” on Netflix. I thought a couple scenes were ridiculous, but I really liked the movie. It’s baseed on the true story of Jan Sigurd Baalsrud who fled the Nazis in Norway in 1943.
Thank God temperatures dropped. Firearm season starts in a few days. I’m just going to do the firearm season this year and I’m going to try hot doe piss.
It was too windy to burn today, so I bagged leaves. Each fall, my yard gets more leaves than a forest.
I’ll never call myself a Democrat or a Republican, a right-winger or a left-winger, a conservative or a liberal, because I believe these two sides are ripping the country apart and because I have values that fall under each. I might call myself a Christian and an American, though.
My friend Daniel Hinsberger and my cousin Anthony Keeley challenged me to the One Chip. Tony bought the chip.
