Yeah, well, you won't see any reports from me. As an obedient citizen of our politically-correct and snoopy nanny state, I don't even hunt or fish anymore. Not since I lost all my guns, ammo, lead sinkers and jig heads, unhealthy fried food, cigars, and big gulp sodas in that dreadful boating accident.

Mostly I just sit at home raising housecats and watching PBS, and sometimes I get on YouTube and sing "It's a Small World After All" along with those cute multicultural Disneyland puppets.

I'm looking up recipes today about how to brine venison backstraps before freezing, as a purely hypothetical, theoretical, intellectual exercise, of course.