Neanderpundit

Hell, the birds don’t like it either. My knees feel like a million bucks, and my ankle feels like it has a nail in it.

Truck battery died yesterday, and I thought it had been replaced recently- the memory is certainly fresh in my mind, but it has been over three years. At least it wasn’t sleeting frozen pus.

We have a coopers hawk- or maybe a red shouldered hawk- living in the backyard. Yesterday evening it flew hard into the bedroom window, startling the beejus out of the ogwife. Thank god it didn’t make it in! Imagine being stuck in a room with a startled hawk!

I was thinking about putting some meat out in the yard, to see if it would come to it. Don’t know what the logistics of that would be.

Mcnamara, still dead.

I did sort of half expect hell to spit him back.

A male turkey has a beard, in the wild, that marks it’s maturity; in indiana a legal turkey has to have a visible beard. Record beards in Indiana are in the 8 inch range-that’s a big bird.

Identifying the North American Fucktard is easier, even, than a turkey; look for the presence of the Obama sticker, or the presence of the individual at any of the Michael Jackson tributes.

You can’t take one actually AT the tribute, or WHILE placing the Obama sticker. Everyone knows it’s not legal to hunt over bait.