Not into it myself.
I'm not a guy though, so I wouldn't understand why this is a male right of passage. Good luck to them I say...and god speed little duckies!
I'm sure there will be some questionable stories told about past shenanigans, memorable moments of utter drunkenness and eventually some shots fired off (hopefully away from any faces).
I have come to the wise conclusion (in my old age) that men really need what I like to call Man-dates. Similar in a lot of ways to play-dates for small children who need to socialise with others on the same level. The only real difference between the two is that small children (mostly girls) have more intelligent and honest conversations at play-dates.
Because I have found that Justin can become a real pain in the butt if I don't arrange regular little Man-dates for him, I now keep well on top of the situation and encourage him to go along to anything and everything (especially a camping excursion which allows firearms to be played with legally). This Man-date is essentially worth about 6 man-date points and will keep Justin happy for about 2 months.
My next project is to arrange for our closest neighbours to come to dinner so that Justin can sus out his new best friend, and also so I can share tips with the new man-date candidate's wife on how to survive living in isolation and still manage to arrange regular man-dating excursions.
Seriously though, I am happy to have the place to myself. I have a few odd jobs to do at my leisure and then it's just up to me to sit back and read a book and relax.
I am currently reading a NZ bible for overseas visitors called "a land of two halves - an accidental tour of New Zealand" by Joe Bennett. Joe tours NZ by thumb only after living in Christchurch for 10 years and serving the community as a teacher. Quite a good read - even for New Zealanders who will recognise most of the places he speaks about.
Well I'm off to chop wood for tonight's fire. Miss Lucky will not go without her nightly fireplace worshipping session - shaped liked a little loaf of bread staring at the flames and embers inside the square apparatus that brings life sustaining heat and feeling back into the nose and paws.
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