Writing this post wasn't really a high priority on my to-do list today. My laundry pile is reaching taller than I and there are dishes piled in the sink that DU swears he'll get to before returning to work tomorrow. The dogs are outside, probably covered from head to paw in drenched, blood red clay, waiting for me to let them in and wipe their dirty claws off. The bed hasn't been made and I know our hardwood floors are covered with a thin layer of canine shed. Besides all of my house mouse duties, I barely ever, if ever, do two posts in two days. It seems impatient and doesn't allow the throngs of my dear readers a chance to peruse the nugget of literature I posted just yesterday. However, I just walked outside; a meaningless activity, really, walking out of your home, that should not compel one to the written word but what forced me to my computer now is the sight that reached my retinas.
Wineglass in hand (a Cabernet Sauvignon filling the glass' space to its midsection, a very modest pour if I do say so), I just got done sweeping the remnants of the cucumber the dogs refused to eat when I was drawn to our sad wooden porch. DU sat, reclining, Bud Light Can resting in his open hand, on our badly stained Adirondack furniture. He was barefoot, rocking back and forth slowly, enjoying the finally rain-free night. His old .22 sat by his side, lest our upstairs neighbors needing some discouraging from entering our ceiling. His eyes searched the tree tops, waiting to blast near enough one of the rodents to illustrate that our home was not for the freeloading type. I made a crack about how he looked like he was perfect for the cover of "Hillbilly Living" magazine when I realized this story would make a perfect introduction for this post, introducing my latest video.
My life is not one that is brimming with dull moments. DU makes me laugh, the dogs made each moment filled with joy, and our lives are filled with happiness. My domestic partner and I are never ones to hold back in terms of jokes at the others expense or a quick remark that makes the other burst out laughing. This sort of good-feeling, witty banter knows no bounds, especially when it comes to hunting. If you remember, some time ago I posted one of my first videos, which took place in a magical land dubbed "Manlandia". I didn't know how to edit then and the only shot during the entire feature is of my feet but the verbal content is fantastic. Men talking about man things, women making pies and having small brains; each iota of speech spoken in a separate world, the realm of hunting.
This video covers just that, the world of hunting in its finest and funniest.
If you missed it, the trailer I created for hunting season 2011 is below. I didn't have the best segue to introduce it so I figured this is as good as anything!
Wineglass in hand (a Cabernet Sauvignon filling the glass' space to its midsection, a very modest pour if I do say so), I just got done sweeping the remnants of the cucumber the dogs refused to eat when I was drawn to our sad wooden porch. DU sat, reclining, Bud Light Can resting in his open hand, on our badly stained Adirondack furniture. He was barefoot, rocking back and forth slowly, enjoying the finally rain-free night. His old .22 sat by his side, lest our upstairs neighbors needing some discouraging from entering our ceiling. His eyes searched the tree tops, waiting to blast near enough one of the rodents to illustrate that our home was not for the freeloading type. I made a crack about how he looked like he was perfect for the cover of "Hillbilly Living" magazine when I realized this story would make a perfect introduction for this post, introducing my latest video.
My life is not one that is brimming with dull moments. DU makes me laugh, the dogs made each moment filled with joy, and our lives are filled with happiness. My domestic partner and I are never ones to hold back in terms of jokes at the others expense or a quick remark that makes the other burst out laughing. This sort of good-feeling, witty banter knows no bounds, especially when it comes to hunting. If you remember, some time ago I posted one of my first videos, which took place in a magical land dubbed "Manlandia". I didn't know how to edit then and the only shot during the entire feature is of my feet but the verbal content is fantastic. Men talking about man things, women making pies and having small brains; each iota of speech spoken in a separate world, the realm of hunting.
This video covers just that, the world of hunting in its finest and funniest.
If you missed it, the trailer I created for hunting season 2011 is below. I didn't have the best segue to introduce it so I figured this is as good as anything!
As always, if you have any questions, concerns, bravos or job offers, contact me at huntlikeyourehungry@gmail.com!
2 comments:
Your video had me cracking up. My "blind conversation" topics are just as random but vary greatly with who I'm there with. I picked out the names of all my pets while in the blind. My topics can go from psycho-babble, to deep philosophical debates, to discussing what the ducks/geese may be thinking as they head our way. Perhaps they are in the middle of deep philosophical conversations themselves until one of their buddies take a hit. My scariest conversation topics are when I'm hunting with my brother and/or father...they always want to bring up some sort of random sex topic. Two seasons ago, my dad actually asked what my psychology studies said about bondage...seriously, I'm forever scarred.
Awesome, I'd agree that hunting blinds and the drives to it for that matter make the best conversation. Love it.
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