I may have cursed myself for the sheep draw here in Idaho this year. On my delivery route this morning, at my first stop they do fish and game sales so I grabbed a reg book, circled the hunt I wanted, threw down my license and a wad of cash and told the cashier "here you handle this, I'm gonna go stock all this beer". I'm afraid that applying for a sheep tag while on the clock may be bad karma but I just couldn't help myself.