Ok, that was pretty low. Judging from the guys I know and have met, it couldn't have been a man. Please don't hate me for that comment, but I have to be honest. A guy wouldn't care what colors go together. Most men would be perfectly happy wearing colors that supposedly clash. The reason for this is that most men don't have the "color knowledge" of what colors go together or clash. Honestly, we don't care. We have other more important things to do, such as go hunt the deer for dinner.
I don't hunt. I tried it a long time ago and a thought occurred to me as I went on the hunt. It wasn't that I was killing an innocent deer especially when I didn't know if I even liked deer meat or that I could buy a perfectly good steak at the supermarket or meat market. That thought was in the back of my mind, tucked deeply away behind thinking about when I was going to wash clothes again.
What was foremost in my mind as to the hunt was, if I shoot this thing we are miles away from anything remotely resembling a decent form of transportation. How am I going to get this dead piece of deer carcass out of this place. We are deep in the mountains in steep terrain. I got to carry the damn thing out of here by myself and it probably smells like deer and is dirty. It ain't walkin' out of here. I'm going to have to carry it out some way. Not only that but the dead deer weighs a heck of a lot more than I do and I have to carry a heavy rifle out too. Would I want to drag myself along with myself out of the wilderness over steep terrain? I don't think so. Safeway is looking pretty good right now. I think I will stop in and buy a porterhouse or two. Wait a minute, I can't afford that. How about some hamburger?
What does a dead deer have to do with colors matching and fashion? I don't know, go ask the deer. What if it was a bear?
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| This was a pitchur' a' the pizza I shot last time I was out huntin'. Do the colors match, by the way? |
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