Got Elk?

I have the cute title...I have the boyish charm.

but, do I have the goods?

I don't know

anyway.
Got back from Jasper yesterday where I was for the company christmas party.
it was fun, and frustrating on some levels.
but mostly fun.

One little story I'll share with you concerns me and a herd of nefarious elk. (I just wanted to say 'nefarious'. That word sure does it for me. Like Emporium. sexy words)
anyway, I'm walking back to my cabin on saturday night after all the "hoop-la" and festivities.
Typically, I get lost and wander around for 2 hours. During this time I come upon said elk.

So I decide to stand with them for a while (1/2 hour) and let nature calm my frustrated bones.
After some time passed I thought I'd try and get closer.
There were about 15 of them and most were female.
So I guess the big ol' stag didn't take too kindly to me approaching and he come towards me.
it's at this point that I think it might be better to back up and get the hell out of dodge.

I don't want to be the guy in one of those newspaper stories that majik sznack posts on his blog. You know...the guy that dies from something stupid, and people who read it laugh at him.

I don't want people to laugh at my death, is what I'm trying to say.

newness

I bought a new guitar
I thought of names...like Winnifred
normal-y-ish names
But I think I'll go with a generic name like CRUSHER

actually...maybe something like "the duke" or "major"
maybe "Duke Crusher"
maybe not crusher though.

now that I think about it. Perhaps I should name it after a historical figure.
maybe Karl Marx
if I went with a female....I dunno...Anne Boleyn