This is probably not a big deal around here, but it was kind of exciting for us. Yesterday morning around 8:30 we looked out the window and saw a big black bear maybe 20 feet or so from the house walking down the driveway. I grabbed the camera and we went outside, but as soon it heard us it took off back into the woods, so I never got a chance to snap a picture.
Ask Yuck to tell you of his bear adventures. He had a break in, bear ripped off his screen door. The rest I’ll let him tell if he will. Not sure if it was legal to kill the bear with a butcher knife or not.
I had one raid my screen house at 8th Lake (Fulton Chain) in the Adirondacks, stoll my crackers. Another encounter I had was out in the Big Horn Mts. Dang critter got a hold of my cooler, drank up a bottle of cranberry juice without breaking the bottle. Tsk tsk, I was a greenhorn camper and didn’t realize all food items needed to be stored in a trunk in both cases.
Black Bears seem friendly, curious, and intelligent, until you cook some meat. I had a series of encouraging encounters with them 3 years ago, but they totally lose it when they smell bacon or lamb. They’ll just graze around in your garden, in the dark, unknown to you, until you cook some meat with the door open.
They are acclimated to sitting atop the food chain, and not raised to fear you. Sometimes they smell cooking from a house and think that that wonderful smell should be the one little thing they need to complete their experience.
People that grew up around here take a dim view of bear-slaying, and you can quickly make enemies of your neighbors by mentioning the subject. Don’t let that distract you. Knife or gun, you want the throat.
...People that grew up around here take a dim view of bear-slaying, and you can quickly make enemies of your neighbors by mentioning the subject. Don’t let that distract you. Knife or gun, you want the throat.
It’s Jason’s own fault. He’s the person who introduced me to the term. My education in the terminology of the homosexual subculture is admittedly minimal.
Merely remarking, although maybe bragging and complaining at the same time. Every new bit of subculture lingo I learn—and not just gay subculture, mind you—makes daily life that much more bewildering in the manner of a bad farce.
It’s nice to be in the know a little, and to get jokes I didn’t before, but what little I do know also complicates things on occasion. For instance, I learned the term “beard” from watching some Kevin Smith video, and now every time I hear the word in casual conversation I have to try to work out whether the use is literal or code. I have an actual beard, so you can see how the heterosexual panic could set in.
What if a gay person asks me how long I’ve had my beard?! Are they making fun of me? Hitting on me? Commenting on my lack of grooming? If I recognize the double-entendre, will they question my sexuality, even if they didn’t before? Oh, the horror!
It must be like how everyone’s parents felt in the ‘80s when “bad” started meaning “good” and “ill” became the new “cool.”
I imagine that is just the reason some groups of people are angry at the “homosexual agenda” for subverting terms that used to mean something wholesome—whether sports-related (pitcher/catcher/out); directional (top/bottom/out); descriptive (gay, flaming, closeted); Christian names (Butch); honorific titles (queen); even weather and geometry (rainbows, triangles)—and turning them into something unholy and pre-verted. Now a man can’t even talk about cultivating a convincing beard or describe an exhilaratingly close call with a bear in the woods at night without having to worry about unknowingly exposing his double entendres to public ridicule, whether he realizes they are hanging out or not. Can you really blame them for fighting so hard to keep “marriage” meaning “a holy union of a Man and a Woman and his Argentine Mistress” and not have it ruined forever as well?
I’m still trying to figure out what a bear has to do with being gay.
Yeah, me too. I also don’t understand this homosexual agenda business, never did. Gays that I know personally have the same agenda I do, to have love in their lives and enjoy living.
