June 8, 2009

I almost feel like the highly esteemed James Anchower, Esq., famed op-ed writer for The Onion, in that I haven't 'rapped at ya' lately, Dear Mr. Diary; but you should know that the reason for being remiss in entries has been the busy schedule I have had with visiting relatives in town and friends. 

I am considering of obtaining hunting permits to begin  a new chapter in the list of hobbies that I have entertained in my humble life: hunting.  I was with Karen's old U of Michigan friend having lunch with him and Karen, to learn that not only does he have a cabin in Wisconsin Rapids, but also hunts deer, wild turkey, and pheasant; all three animals that I love for themselves and for their awesome-tasting flesh.  Karen's mom brought some Garlic Venison Bologna from our deer friends in Pennsylvania who died for our dinner plates - it is no surprise the ring has almost been finished.

We purchased a bunch of items at Trader Joe's today ($120.49).  They always have such impeccable music playing in their stores.

Who  knows, perhaps, I might even join the heralded ranks of the NRA . . .