Please disregard the last post...

Bambi is alive and well. My "hunting" trip turned into a "non-hunting" trip. I just didn't have the energy/interest/passion to go out this year. I didn't even go out today (opening day... the horrah). I did, however, do a bit of running and writing. I took my guitar up there and spent many an afternoon playing away. Even wrote part of a new Nirvana-ish sounding song (see the music blog). Anyway, not one of the guys got a deer this year (this is really nothing new). Although the other two that were up there with me did work very hard this year to bring home the venison. So... I'm back a day early and it's raining. Sounds like "song-writing" weather to me.