There might be good news this week gang. As you may recall, back in early November when we were hoping to reopen the completely renovated club house and shooting ranges, Joe Cap inadvertently slaughtered three ten point bucks in the presence of Buford Meany of the Texas Parks and Wildlife Department.

Buford immediately shut down our facilities, pointing out that Joe had no hunting license at the time, our ranges are located in a one buck county, and that the use of dynamite in the killing of the beautiful animals was, to say the very least, unsportsmanlike.

Our lawyer, Wolfgang Schellcasing, has been trying, over the holidays, to get Buford to be reasonable about the incident, and to see it for what it was; an accident.

But Buford had talked to our insurance company, and had learned that the frequency of accidents out at our ranges was, well, frequent.

Wolfgang agreed, but pointed out that in the sport of football, dislocated shoulders, concussions and snapped tri-lateral ligaments or whatever, were more common than they are in letâs say, tiddly-winks. Drinking beer and shooting guns is not for namby pambies, and that is what the Montrose Beer and Gun Club is all about.

Buford looked doubtfully at Wolfgang through squinted eyes. "Iâve never heard anything so damned crazy in all my life", he said.

"Well, you canât knock it if you havenât tried it", replied Wolfgang.

And so, it was arranged to invite Buford to a beer tasting party and shooting competition sometime next week with a bunch of the boys.

Maybe something good will happen.

And then again, maybe it won't.