112613 #tonahutu A thing my dad said, aged 73, living in the woods and in possession of several guns, on the same day when we were teaching my daughter to shoot: "I don't want to shoot a deer." Some guy just parked on main st in Waukesha, across from where I'm sitting with a steaming cup, with a coupla deer carcasses strapped atop his car. He's wearing a flannel and stubble, is slightly hunched, and frankly looks kind of dumb. The way he walks down the sidewalk, two little girls in tow, sort of a smug swagger barely concealed--it's like he's saying to everyone in sight of this socially acceptable spectacle, yeah, I shot that. Yeah. Me. Shot that. Killed it. I can kill stuff.