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Do you think turkeys will roost during the eclipse?

Movies and TV shows are all horrible when it comes to anything gun related. Unlimited ammo, no one ever has a bullet in the chamber always racking a round for dramatic effect, half the time the slide on a semi auto pistol never moves when the gun is fired, no one has trigger discipline, the ultra quiet silencer, etc. It's always entertaining to look for these things when watching a show.

They have been hitting the winter wheat and the flock is a lot bigger. I will have to reposition the camera...hopefully today.

Happy Easter to all.

Gotta love The Deer Hunter with DeNiro where we see them load up their station wagon for deer camp in western PA. Pittsburgh skyline can be clearly seen in the background then just a few minutes later their in the Pacific Northwest and shoot a red stag which is not even native to North America.

What's the difference between Wuhan and Vegas? What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas!

The movies are full of blunders, I see them all the time but most go over people's heads. I watched the old Fenimore Cooper "Deerslayer" movie the other day, most of the story takes place here in NY and surrounding states. The opening scene has the Deerslayer walking up to a nice big racked buck he just shot, a real trophy Mule Deer not from around these parts. LOL Al

A shepherd was tending his flock in a remote pasture when suddenly a dust cloud approached at high speed, out of which emerged a shiny silver BMW. The driver, a young man in an Armani suit, Ferragamo shoes, the latest Polarized sunglasses and a tightly knotted power tie, poked his head out the window and asked the shepherd, “Hey! If I can tell you how many sheep you have in your flock, will you give me one?” The shepherd looked at the man, then glanced at his peacefully grazing flock and answered, “Sure.” The driver parked his car, plugged his microscopic cell phone into a laptop and briskly surfed to a GPS satellite navigation system on the Internet and initiated a remote body-heat scan of the area. While the computer was occupied, he sent some e-mail via his Blackberry and, after a few minutes, nodded solemnly at the responses. Finally, he printed a 150-page report on the little laser printer in his glove compartment, turned to the shepherd, waving the sheaves of paper, and pronounced “You have exactly 1,586 sheep.” “Impressive. One of my sheep is yours,” said the shepherd. He watched the young man select an animal and bundle it into his car. Then the shepherd said, “If I can tell you exactly what your business is, will you give me back my sheep?” Pleased to meet a fellow sportsman, the young man replied, “You’re on.” “You are a consultant,” said the shepherd without hesitation. “That’s correct,” said the young man, impressed. “How ever did you guess?” “It wasn’t a guess,” replied the shepherd. “You drive into my field uninvited. You ask me to pay you for information I already know, answer questions I haven’t asked, and you know nothing about my business. Now give me back my dog.”

To the 58,000 plus that lost their lives