It's deer show season again. I've been going to these things since the 1980's when the concept was fresh as an October scrape. In the beginning, I went just to commune with fellow deer nuts. In later years I've been a seminar speaker and manned the occasional booth. And I keep coming back to deer shows, despite the too-expensive beer, the hawkers selling trinkets that have nothing to do with deer hunting, and the "Chippy, the Water-Skiing Squirrel" sideshows.