As a member of the right wing Mafia, I’ve got so much stuff stuck in my craw that my breath is starting to smell awfully foul. Leave it to the Montana FWP to throw in the rotting corpse of a hemroidal skunk:
Lewton and his buddies were arrested in an undercover sting operation during which an […]
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Posted 03 September 2009
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Ah, tolerance:
Robert Millage of Kamiah said he’s been called a wolf murderer, a fat redneck and other names in about 50 phone calls and hundreds of e-mails.
Results like this make me wonder if a wolf hunting season will put a dent in S.S.S. at all.
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Posted 03 September 2009
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Rows of empty soldiers Captains? Check. A musculoskeletal system filling up the complaint jar due to a week of full contact water sports? Check. Residual head and neck pain from a few full speed “accidental” T-bones at the go-karts? Check. The satisfaction of knowing that even if time allowed, the body probably wouldn’t accede to […]
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Posted 10 August 2009
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Gone.
Yup, it’s getting to be that time of year again (snow notwithstanding). Fortunately for anyone who reads my drivel, I won’t be around here all that much for, well, quite a while. Unfortunately for a group of 6-8 year-olds, there are a truckload of younger kids out for baseball this year, so around ten of […]
Well, I never did knock down an elk this year, but between Mrs. Misanthrope and I, we got two bucks and one doe in the freezer. Hopefully this will last us until next September, but there’s no guarantee when you’ve got two growing boys. The deer were all whiteys, which wasn’t really intended, but when […]
While getting up close to an elk when he’s clearing his throat is an exhilarating experience, getting up close to an elk when he’s clearing his throat while hunting with your young boys is an incomparable joy. We didn’t put him in the freezer, after all little legs can only move so fast, but if […]
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Posted 27 October 2008
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Just as PJ requested, mother nature has made it so:
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Posted 01 September 2008
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I generally despise campgrounds. Given the choice, I’ll go a mighty long way to bypass them, but sometimes it’s unavoidable. When the family wants to go to attraction X, there really isn’t any other option unless one wants to get cited for off road travel. There are just too damn many people pretending to experience […]
not to empty out your pickup. Bailing twine as flipper strap beats the hell out of paddling around in circles with one fin. Ask me, I know; I’ve got the cramp in the hammie to show for it.
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Posted 15 July 2008
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