Why
are we even bothering to hold an election for President?
On one side of the Democratic Party, you have a bitch who is a lawyer,
married to a lawyer . On the other side of the
Democratic Party, you have a lawyer who is married to a bitch who is a lawyer.
On the Republican side, you have a true war hero married to a woman
with a huge chest who owns a beer distributorship.
Is there a contest here?
Am I missing something?
Weather alert!! Just now getting warm...Houston temps are about 65 at 8 am. Wind is honking tho, wind chill, ya know.
Cause and effect.
Galveston beach has the honor of being the recipient of silt from the Mississippi as that mighty river releases into the Gulf of Mexico, and is pushed our way counter-clockwise down the gulf coast. As a result, it is the widespread assumption that the water is "dirty." That aint right!
Take a look at Galveston in this picture and tell me if that's not a beautiful surf!
Just when you think you have it all fingered out, they trick you. Or you trick yourself. Sometimes it is what you want to believe, you're convinced of it. How many times are you really correct each and every day? If you kept score, I think you'd be surprised.
You're not as samrt as you think you are.
Born in a man's world...and not even close to letting go of that legacy. Can't. Don't really want to. He told me his earliest memories were of working. He polished the headlights of cars when they rolled into his granddaddies gas station. He told me, a few years after that how he about pulled all-nighters 'till dawn there during his summer vacations after finishing the 2nd grade. Didn't get paid in money, only always wanted that Schwinn with the ape-hangers, banana seat and 3 speed shifter on the suicide bar. The way he was introduced to the birds and the bees was being given a stack of Classic comics like the "Swiss Family Robinson" and the "Count of Monte Cristo" with a couple of skin mags hiding in there for him to find. Innocently, not knowing it was done on purpose, he kept the 'dirty' magazines hidden. He asked once what was meant when his dad and uncle gave S&H Greenstamps to that lady and why it took so long in her house if they were just dropping them off.
And it's been the same for the years since. A boy trapped in a man's body.
I don't know who first said that what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. But, I'd sure like to meet that fumduck and kindly kick his ass. Why the good gawd would allow sweet liitle girls to grow up into some of the women they do escapes me. Little boys never grow up. I've always wanted to shoot tigers and smoke cigars. Men don't want that gal they fell in love with to change. Hell, that's why he fell, because of what she was. Did he think..."Hmmm, she's OK the way she is, but I know I can make her better. A little this here and some of that there, she'll be perfect. Yeah, that's it...I'll keep her and start the changes tomorrow."? No.
Women...sheeet...wimmen ...just don't see life as being that simple. I'm not asking that, I'm telling you. They meet a sterling chap and see what could be. From that moment she revises the remodelling blueprints for his future over and over and over. Of course, I'm only generalizing. It really depends mostly on how fcked up you are by the time she gets you. No amount of bitching it out will change what is.
Spring is right around the corner!
Time to bring Friday Fishing back! How about some creek bed fishing?
Here's a 2fer!
I've thought about it for quite a while. Always wanted one, but the right one. Most you see are really ugly...and stupid...usually done on a dare, or drug/alcohol induced. W/E works I guess...but damn, it's forever. You gotta ask yourself, "Can you live with that?"
I don't feel the need to show it to everyone that knows me. In fact, I forgot I had it after about a month.
What is said about it is true....it's addictive...already I'm thinking about the next 5.
I went fishing Monday. The weather was gorgeous here on the Texas Gulf coast! I fish the bays, not so much the surf, unless span-mack, or the yellow mouths are running. Water is still abit cool, 55 or so, which prompted wearing the neoprenes. What a damn chore that is getting suited up! Not quite Michelinish, but bulky none the less. I look forward to water temps of 70 and up. Right around June, I'll be wading in shorts and shoes, water only deep enough to soak my nads. But most of the water I'll be in will be knee deep. Fortunately, the nads won't get wet in water that skinny.....yet.
Monday had promise early..it was foggy, and I love fishing the soup. And most weekdays I find myself only one or two lucky enough people to be fishing! The water is calm/flat.
My choice for fishing in a fog is a top-water worked very slowly. Even reds, if they're around, will come up in 3-4 foot of water to hit a noise on the surface! On this day, most of the catch was undersized. But I managed to be fortunate enough to get 4 decent trout in as many hours.
Friday looks to be my next opp to hit the bays. Wish me luck!
