I was hanging out with some friends last night.  I didn’t realize how much of a city person I was.  As I was listening to stories about coon hunting, shot guns, fly fishing, and the prairie, I started to realize that I am definitely a city person.

In fact, I commented last night that I never realized how much of a city slicker I was.  It is part of my identity – one that I didn’t really realize until we were talk about shooting jack rabbits out of a moving vehicle with only the lights of the truck to illuminate the night.

City Slicker – just another one of my identities.

I need to watch more RFD tv.