Okay, so
Chillyrodent and I went to this greasy spoon for breakfast today. It's in a real redneck town in our county, home of big haired women, pick-ups with gun racks, uni-toothed yokels and camouflage combat boots. Higher education means finishing high school. But hey, the food is good.
In the booth behind us, I heard, "Anne Marie never forgave us for missing her wedding to go deer huntin." And it was a woman talking. Snort!
On the way home, we saw a van with a 8 or so point buck strapped to the top. So yes, hunting season has begun. A real shame, too, because this is perfect weather to go hiking, and the leaves are really turning gorgeous colors now.