I apoligize, I am unable to correctly perform the existence of a link. I have attempted the procedure, and found failure.
However, provided is a run-down of my blogging portfolio.
-"Thumbs up" to Huck!
-Comments and such of that darn Devil's Dictionary
-Heroes in Huckleberry Finn
Even though these blog entries were discussed in class, I still feel that are important to my blogging experience.
With this section, I interacted with Mike and Tiffany over intersting topics.
Here, I had some fun talking with Tiffany over wondering what it would be like if everyone had similar characteristics.
-Hunting and Commen Sense
Ok, one of my friends was reading today's newspaper, and in one of the sections she asks me, "Did you hear about that guy who shot his son, while hunting?" My reaction is, "Oh no,not another story about some guy shooting a human rather than a deer." I mean this is in sain. I thought this has to be a joke, but no, it is true. Non-sense, complete non-sense. So the story is that this guy and his son went hunting. The son went off in the woods to try and "push" the deer in the direction of the kid's father. For those who may not quite understand what i mean by pushing, hunters will get into groups and walk through the woods, trying to scare the deer, leading the deer towards the lovely, most anxious hunters. A normal hunter is to where the correct clothing, which hello to the this father, is bright orange apparrel. So yeah, the father thought he saw something moving in the brush (no really), and decided that he would fire off a shot. Perhaps maybe this was his grand 12-point rack he has been waiting for years to stand so proudly and claim as his trophy. Yeah well, the father thought wrong, and had shot and killed his son. Wow. Where's the common sense here people? I mean shouldn't you actually see the animal first before you decide to shoot. No maybe not, what was I thinking?
Aside from this ridiculous story; I mean every year during this nutty hunting season, people are always getting shot and killed.
Now, I am from the country and I am well aware of hunters because all the walking testosterome in and around the household goes for a gallavant in the woods during deer season. My father goes hunting simply because the catch puts dinner on the table throughout the year for his family of seven. I personally do not get invovled. As for hunting and killing animals, I really prefer the fishing scenery. I don't believe that shooting game is a sport for women. I go back to cave days when the men were the hunters, and women were the gatherers-really.