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Well, I'm sad you asked. On the other hand, it was pretty funny. We flew directly to Tony Sanchez's ranch which was really cool. A ranch truck pulled out onto the runway as we were 15 feet from the tarmac, so we got a Disneyland ride as the jet tried to avoid the collision.

Then, Wednesday morning I had a trophy deer in my rifle scope. The ranch hand with me in the blind kept saying wait, wait, wait, because he wanted me to be clear of the other deer walking with him. Okay. Well, seven minutes later with this gigantic deer in my scope and me hyperventilating, he says GO.

My scope had been looking like a 6.7 Los Angeles earthquake for at least the previous five minutes.

I whiffed. I missed. I steenkin' shot a foot IN FRONT of the the buck's nose. ROFL. Had it been a doe, or a paper target, no problemo. Dog Gone got BUCK FEVER.

I scared the crap outta that deer, though.