Tuesday, November 18, 2008

So a preacher walks into a bar . . .

I am sitting at The Rockford, a watering hole in downtown Farwell, Michigan. They advertised "Free Wi-Fi" on the sign out front, so I stopped in to do a little online work between the morning and afternoon hunts. This is something new for me, I must admit. I've rarely gone into a bar, and I certainly never went in to have a bite to eat and answer email.

Quick quiz: A guy wearing an Indiana University sweatshirt and typing on a MacBook Pro is in a bar in Farwell, Michigan with a bunch of guys in camo and a dude setting up sound equipment for tonight's "Thirsty Tuesday Band Night." (There's a guy with a long beard - like the dude from ZZ Top, too.) Which of these does not fit? You're right, it's me.

Seems Jesus went to a lot of places where he didn't fit in either - not that I am Jesus, of course. My motives aren't nearly so altruistic. Hey, I just came for the free Wi-Fi.

I've seen tons of deer. Shot at three. Killed one, but didn't find it until the day after - and after the coyotes, I am afraid. I seem to keep missing where I am aiming. I'm beginning to think that I either stink at hunting, or I have bumped my rifle's scope. Tonight is my last chance. Nothing over 200 yards. 150 is better.

PS - They just delivered my burger. The condiments come to the table in a cardboard Miller Lite 6-pack carrier. Cool. I think.

4 comments:

mike waugh said...

Hey man, it's the Rockwood, not Rockford. Free WiFi in a bar is great. That's where I download all my sermons from.

How long are you in town for?

mike waugh said...

By the way...

"A priest and a rabbi walk into a bar. The next guy ducked."

I'm here all week. Wait a minute; I live here. I hope you enjoyed your stay.

Frank Weller said...

Sorry bud . . . already back home in Grand Ledge. Sorry I missed you, though. Should have called.

Dan said...

Obviously not a high-class joint. The last bar I went to for a burger brought the condiments in a Corona six-pack.