I've got does, I've does, in different area codes.

I went hunting for the first tmie ever about two weeks ago.

Wow. What a boring thing to do.

I could not actually obtain a hunting license because I have not taken my hunting safety course. So I was a spotter for my friend who has his license. Something about getting up at 4 AM to be in the woods by 5:30 AM, when it's 15° outside is not very appealing to me. Most of my friends did not think I would be able to survive all day with my cell phone turned off. I kept it turned off, because knowing my luck, the Can Can (my parents) or Beethovens Fifth (my boss) would start ringing when my friend was about to fire at a deer. So the phone was turned completely off. Also in Garrett County, we could only hunt bucks, which for the uninformed, are male deer. Does, which are the female version, were protected (until the weekend of the 9th of December). We saw over 15 does, but only one buck that was really not worth taking a shot at (a spike, a yearling)

In my time of reflection, since I was sitting in a deer stand bored as can be, I came up with some off the wall ideas. First one, is a parody song, Called "Does". It would parody Ludacris's "Area Codes". It would go... "Does, I've got does, in different area codes, area codes." Something about the 304s, which is absent from the real version (304 is the area code for West Virginia) and other rural states where deer hunting is a common sport. Second. Warm coffee is better than iced coffee when it's cold out. Probably not a surprise to most people, but anyone who actually knows me, knows my prefered way of drinking coffee is on ice. Those were the two most obvious things I could come up with.

My friend that I went with actually thought I would wimp out, either because of the time of the morning, or the coldness of the air. I just woke up, put on cammo wear, and went hunting. I need to take a picture of me in cammo wear, I looked really funny. I normally wear low rise jeans, a decent t-shirt and shoes. Not tree print pants, jacket, and boots.

So between going hunting, the rental F-250, and other events of November 2005, it will go down as the month I got in touch with my redneck side.

On to a December 2005 where I get in touch with my generous side.

Have a great week!