In one of my AP gigs I was given a half-day a week of "enterprise" time to produce a Midwest outdoor column. Of the hundred or so that hit the wire, I remember only a few in detail. One of them is a longish piece on how to find and kill a wild turkey. It was well-received, though I suspect it discouraged many would-be hunters with its long exposition of the expensive gear and Leatherstocking wilderness skills necessary to take a gobbler.
I'm glad I wrote that in pre-internet days. I would be embarrassed if it were commonly available today.
That point occurred to me a few minutes ago when my peripheral vision caught a movement just outside the big south window. A grand-daddy strolled by, glanced at me, strutted around the house to the mulch pile, and, careless of all concern, rooted around in the decaying leaves for whatever turkey goodies might be squiggling there. It's getting so common that I didn't even reach for the camera. More tellingly, New Dog Libby didn't bother to bark.
A similar column today would be short; "Get a sling shot. Sit quietly on your deck. Pretty soon one will walk by. Shoot it."
May 25, 2012
May 24, 2012
All kinds of porn
Bad trigger procedure here, Mitzi. Rule 3.
But I forgive you because
This is one of the better of the mid-century studio-glamour shots, so I used it instead of one of Ms. Gaynor as Ensign Nellie Forbush, the role that got a wee lad's attention about the time he started thinking less about Trigger and more about Dale Evans.
And what the heck. As long as I'm pandering to the vile instincts of the gentlemen in the room, here's a sop for the ladies. It is, in part, a fulfillment of an old promise to my buddy Doris.
But I forgive you because
This is one of the better of the mid-century studio-glamour shots, so I used it instead of one of Ms. Gaynor as Ensign Nellie Forbush, the role that got a wee lad's attention about the time he started thinking less about Trigger and more about Dale Evans.
And what the heck. As long as I'm pandering to the vile instincts of the gentlemen in the room, here's a sop for the ladies. It is, in part, a fulfillment of an old promise to my buddy Doris.
May 23, 2012
Switzerland Listening to Ron Paul
Everyone knows an alternative currency based on a commodity won't work. Anyone who thinks it will is crazy and, worse, doesn't watch Rachel Maddow; in other words a deranged crank like Dr. Paul.
Or a citizen of Switzerland getting all worried about its own fiat currency and persuading his parliament to actually debate a circulating gold coin.
As I say, cranks. As is well known, the Swiss know nothing about money.
Or a citizen of Switzerland getting all worried about its own fiat currency and persuading his parliament to actually debate a circulating gold coin.
As I say, cranks. As is well known, the Swiss know nothing about money.
May 22, 2012
A little dose of evening irony
Y'all have already seen the viral video about Union Boss Debbie swatting a Governor Nikki pinata down in South Carolina, so there's no need to go into it here.
But perhaps it is in order to recall wistfully the the slimy rhetoric that followed the shooting of Arizona Congresswoman Gabby.
You remember, don't you? She was shot because all of us small-government conservatives and libertarian types talked mean -- violent metaphors and like that. The gentle lambs of the American left would never stoop so low.
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But perhaps it is in order to recall wistfully the the slimy rhetoric that followed the shooting of Arizona Congresswoman Gabby.
You remember, don't you? She was shot because all of us small-government conservatives and libertarian types talked mean -- violent metaphors and like that. The gentle lambs of the American left would never stoop so low.
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