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Saturday, March 01, 2003


Yea, I know I'm late on this one....Just wanted to comment on how bad it sucked! I'm gonna miss ole Fred and X the owl, and Daniel the tiger, and Lady Elaine Fairchild, King Friday and.....

posted by Dax Montana 6:22:40 AM


Thursday, February 27, 2003

Hundreds of us Cracker types need to protest this bigotry. Way to go Zell Miller!

posted by Dax Montana 4:54:11 AM


It’s Tax Time in the ole Montana Household…that’s big…I mean huge! That was actually where I was going in my last post (actually next post…I read from top to bottom.) until ‘The Boss” interrupted me… again. I get to enter all this meaningless data into this software program for most of the day. (Thank God it’s supposed to rain.) Then it magically figures the tax I get to pay. Far be it from me to give the Government an interest free loan. Anyway, the decision I really get to make is whether to E-file or go Postal. Bottom line…Taxes suck! At least this year they get to help pay for the cost of blowing the shit out of Iraq. I guess taxes aren’t all bad….

posted by Dax Montana 4:45:14 AM


Today is one of the few days off that I get. So do I get to stay home and vegetate? NOOOO! I get to go to work to claim my paycheck. I HAVE to pay my bills. So you’re thinking to yourself, “so…breeze in, and breeze out.” It never works out that way. In the old Restaurant biz, a manager is always on call. That would be me. Normally, I could probably get away with it, but Bruce Springsteen is in town. Somehow, we ended up with the contract to feed this guy and his E Street band. This is great for business but bad for me. (And it’s always about me!) I’m not saying I don’t like “The Boss.” His music is fine, his Grammy is fine, and he is just interfering with my time with my family… Bastard!

posted by Dax Montana 4:27:10 AM


Wednesday, February 26, 2003

Wow! I just happened to notice the ole-hit counter took a big jump. I don’t fish for hits to the ole Blog like some hit Whores I know. However, I always welcome new readers.

posted by Dax Montana 7:28:19 AM


I am so tired of tree-hugging, dirty, dusty hippies. The other day I went to the pet store. It was a large chain store. My mission…to buy 100 gold fish. No not a fraternity prank, but a marketing scheme to lure parents into my restaurant. We set up a tent at the Arena for tailgating. (We sponsor The Georgia Force arena football team.) At our tent, kids get a chance to win a free Gold fish if they toss a Nerf football through a hole. Man, I tell ya…kids line up for this game, parents do too.
Anyway, I’m in this store waiting for thirty minutes. I was getting pissed because the little hippie girl was busy flirting with this lizard guy and not helping me. It’s usually all about me. So, when I finally get her attention, which pissed her off because the lizard guy left with his lizard stuff, she caught this tree-hugger attitude about fish. She went on about how I shouldn’t feed these fish to some other fish…blah…blah… I tried to stop her but she wouldn’t listen. I finally said, “That’s great but I’m giving the fish away” She didn’t seem to care. Then finally she got a clue and asked, “giving them away?” So I went on about the tailgating and free fish. She screwed up her face like I had just force fed her poison. (I wish I had.) She bucked up and started shouting at me…something about Corporate Greed and the exploitation of animals for profit. I thought I had entered some kind of twilight zone. I loudly and firmly pointed out to her that her minimum wage job as a fish dipper for this large pet store chain was the exploitation of animals for corporate greed. She responded with some crap about not selling me the fish. I got loud and nasty back. Of course the manager came over sold me the fish apologized and sent the girl home. Out in the parking lot, I saw her get in her car…. You know the one; it had the “My cat is smarter than your honor student!” bumper sticker. I thought, “Yea but my honor student doesn’t shit in a box inside my house.” (Pretty funny considering my feelings for government schools) I’ve just had enough of all the peaceniks…Damn hippies!


posted by Dax Montana 7:25:03 AM