Huh.

Ever enter a contest on a whim, figuring you never win anything anyway, and then get told you did?

Ever have to figure out how to get to Texas as a result?

I seem to have won a three-day, two-night hunt at a Texas hunting ranch. A hog hunt, specifically. I always promised myself that if I ever went from just target shooting in archery to bow hunting, I would hunt something that a) I was willing to eat and b) was probably ecologically damaging, and, well.... it's hogs. Not like I haven't got plenty of recipes for pork, assuming I manage to actually kill one. And not like they aren't a problem when they go feral, so....

Yeah.

I don't even know what country western song I'm living in now.