The blogosphere is humming with the news of the 11 year old boy that killed a 1000 pound wild hog recently but the hunting bloggers have problems. Late in the movie Bull Durham, all the players end up at the pitching mound for a conference. Finally they send the manager out to see what is the problem.
First of all. Marian and Othmar are both sick with the flu. Kevin is upset because he missed the meme, and David is just flat out of material to post. Meanwhile, Moose is very worried about getting mauled by a bear, and the grass is getting so thick that Steve is hard put to find shed antlers
Phillip is back from his hog hunt and wants a good recipe for pork chops.
Goon only wants to talk about Sprint Cars.
Kristine is waning on her posts. She dreams about a strange dark gunslinger.
I think that Bill and Eagle Eyes are both possessed by fish!
Norm is praying for a trophy buck and Matt is STILL working on the BIO rod. Cliff has a great blog but is worried about improving his content (add more pics).
Jon and I are dueling on the best ancient story we can come up with, while Chuck and Jim are MIA.
I don't know what the heck Tom and Robert are doing, but I know my golf game sucks,Tom Remington is still going strong and Ivan is making himself a name.
Allright, that covers most everything now get back to blogging!
PLAY BALL!!!
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Don't forget, it's Mike (aka the Captain) who is still working on the rod. I'm marketing; he's operations. Did you get my email?
I promise I'll get inspired again. One day in which I lacked inspiration doesn't really count, does it?
Besides, tomorrow is Safety Friday. What could be more inspiring than that?
Also, just to clarify, I don't dream of dark gunslingers, I dream of having a Gunslinger on every tree stand in America. That's not wrong, is it?
Matt, you are right, you may have to demote the captain to swabbie.
Kristine, a sack full of those gunslingers for our members and a weekend at our camp would restore your inspiration.
Matt, I replied to your email, put me on your calendar.
Ok, since you're rooting around the super hog subject (pun intended), forget about an 11-year-old with a .50 caliber pistol. What about the hog itself. You are telling me that no one noticed a 1,051 lb. pig in their neighborhood? When that thing trotted by the window panes probably rattled.
If I keep giving out sacks of Gunslingers we're not going to have any to sell. That could be a problem.
A weekend at your camp would probably help put things right. I did get inspired today though. There's a new post up on the blog.
Wow, it's a cast of thousands! You can't tell the players without a program!
Or something like that.
Anyway, hello and goodbye...I'm back into the woods tomorrow to see if I can get an arrow into a hog. I'll let you know how that one turns out.
Looking forward to reading more of your stuff when I get back.
Good one.
I have been having some problems with that tale of the kid shooting the big hog.First of all, I ain't believeing an eleven year old with a .50 Caliber pistol and second that snout on the "wild hog" didn't look ike the snout on any wild hog I have ever seen..more like a big domesticated pig who is used to eating at the trough rather than grubbing for its groceries.
But it do make a good story for the gullible..kind of reminds me of Hillary Clinton
I thought Fox News said the big hog was a domestic one. Kinda like going out into the hog pen and nailing him.
Anyway, I was playing in a softball tournament and got completely out of the "big hog" loop.
Nice post.
I totally agree about more pictures, I'll see what I can do.
Hey, the ND Red Kneck will get into discussing stuff when the hunting season begins, now its racing and golf season. Oh yeah and flood season.
Actually I just posted.
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