went backs to a windy city for ma's 75th
i shouda brought a stick
actually i was hopin captains smurf turf the tailing pizzapermit kook was gonna step up and hook a brutha up and gits me on my teenage home waters
yeah right
waked n baked the river every morn saw one poopers

tucked into a scumline that may or may not contain poop

my bros gotta lake on his spread out niu way gotta a couple of the 3 foot sterile asian dont eat flies pets gonna floss one of them bitches someday
that time of year

my work day is kinda dependent on somebody pressing buy now and a warehouse full of overhead finding a new home
see as were at a new record of 242 days without a frost i aint to surprised skiing equipment aint flyin out the door
so the 6am to noon im gonna cut labor costs and score another poopquest expedition works for everyone
capre today cause mannna is bringin snow to the valley floor

the duckwhackers are out n force and tween the mudbuddies and jet/airboats most of the waters mucked pretty good

most of the big poopers are maddenly tucked nose first into timber
stuck a couple smaller ones and saw a few tails of the ones i want but the sunlight visibiity window fades as they seem to become more active

finally stuck a mirror

so the old man gots inducted to the just formed utah flyfishin halls of fame last night and seein hows i convinced him the whippystick was worth the effort i should show up
this dude shows up and gives a presentation on flyfishin thru midlife crisis
i so fuckin didn't needs to know about no golden mahseers
nor them being members of the poopfish family
or willingness to eat flies

fkna how the hells am i gonna up my poopfish bucketlist to include this nonsense, stay married and pull that shit off?
i gots an idea but it doesnt involve skiing everyday till the snow melts.
bummers i am
"To get high is to forget yourself. And to forget yourself is to see everything else.And to see everything else is to become an understanding molecule in evolution, a conscious tool of the universe" -Jerry Garcia