Friday, November 19, 2010 By Aaron Brown
This is the last weekend of the Minnesota rifle hunt, a time made notable by the increased sense of desperation by hunters who have told their wives or employers that they were hunting these past few weeks but were really just drinking, walking around or riding four-wheelers. Now they must justify the time with an actual carcass, preferably the body of a deer but the body of a public radio commentator? For many, that would do. I intend to curl up in a very small ball under some grass and wait for sundown.