I read a lot of good blogs, and the Braden Files is one of them that I visit often because he posts good stuff.

This picture below is worth borrowing:

People who know me personally know that my slightly younger, slightly less intelligent and equally homely brother is the real outdoorsman of the family.  Uncle Sam had nine years to get the “let’s go live in a tent and have fun!”mentality out of me, but brother still likes to do the camping and hunting thing.  He also dabbled in taxidermy.

So one day a few years back I’m sitting with a bunch of electricains on break and this guy walks up.

Him:  “Hey, your bother, he does that taxidermy thing, huh?”

Me:  “Yeah.  Why?”

Him:  “My buddy killed a deer.  He wants to get it mounted?”

Me:  “Oh, really?  I didn’t think it was deer season yet?”

Him:  “He didn’t shoot it.  He hit it with his pickup truck…”

Note 1:  Deer killed in traffic mishaps are not the property of the driver.  They’re supposed to be reported to the state Department of Wildlife & Fisheries.

Note 2:  This little post was inspired by the ongoing saga of Neanderpundit‘s deer hunting adventures. In one post he writes:

172 permits issued yesterday at Kingsbury, one deer taken. In the old classic indiana method:with a pickup truck.