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Weekend

Today basically sucks so far. The fifth full day of Spring and we are having one of the worst snows we've had this year. It was truly nasty coming in to work this morning. Work would have been cancelled except we go on the same schedule the schools do and the big stuff didn't start coming down until after the busses started running so none of the office managers knew what to do about it I guess. Anyway, the weekend was nice.

Funny thing about relaxation. If I sit around the house all weekend doing nothing, I feel so guilty about not getting anything done. But if I go out fishing, I don't feel guilty at all. So that's what I did Saturday. I had a whole bunch of plans of what I was going to do but it only took one mention from Rob or going fishing and I was out the door and in the truck. We actually did less fishing and more driving around looking for places to go fishing. We stopped by Rob's dad's place and had a beer with Alvin and Bill while we all tried to figure out what was wrong withthe Allis Chalmers tractor. I swear it must have looked like a scene from "King of the Hill." 4 rednecks standing around with beers in their hands going, "Yup!"

Then Rob an I went down to Nolan's pond and cought some nice largemouths. Not enough for a fish fry so we let them go in Alvin's pond so we could catch them again later. On the way out of the pastrue I noticed a dead cow. The conversation went something like this. "Rob, does your dad know he has a dead cow?" "I don't know, you sure it's dead?" "Well most live cows I've ever seen aren't bloated like that and have thier front leg chewed off down to the bone." "Yup, that's a dead cow alright. Wanna kick it to make sure it's dead?" "nope, that's allright. You kick a dead cow like that and they tend to explode." "Yup!"

I don't know which is worse, seeing a dead cow or having seen them often enough, you know what happens when you kick them!

We drove around some then headed back to town to see if Robbie wanted to go out to the strip mine ponds with us. Robbie is so whipped, I swear. He was going with his wife to church for marriage counseling. I asked him how long he had been going and he said three months. I asked him if it had helped any and he said "no." So I told him he should just go fishing with us because he's get more good out of it. But we couldn't convince him. So we went on our own. Just as well I suppose because we would have had to listen to him bitch about his bad marriage the whole time.

So Rob and I went down to Doc's Dock and fished for bass some more. Didn't catch a damn thing but I think the water was still too cold because that pond is 30 feet deep or so. Went back to the house and ate some venison jerky waiting for Gwen to get home. She brought pizza and we watched a DVD and had pizza for dinner. Rob and I did some work on the planning for the North Carolina fireworks show. We wanted some different effects so we are thinking we might do a Niagra Falls, a string of 50,000 firecrackers, 20 ground bombs and a barrage of 2" Roman candles. Still a bunch of planning left to do and we still have $1700 left to spend on it. Should be fun ryl!

Sunday I actually worked. I got another fence row pulled out with the tractor and all the posts pulled from the previous work. Iworked until the rain started coming down. It smelled so clean and wonderful. But I'm glad i got that work done because the rain and snow will make the fields a mess. I also pulled in a whole elm tree that the wind storm last week had brought down over the fence. Tore my henads up on old rusty barbed wire though. Have I mentioned lately how glad I am to have gotten a tetanus shot recently?

Headed home fairly early but hit a fairly severe snowstorm in the process of getting really nasty. Took me three hours where it normallyt takes me 1 1/2 hours to get home. Did a web page fro the Bone Fire pics I took last week. They are here:

http://www.frontiernet.net/~dierker/bonefire.html

Now I'm sitting at work hoping they send us home.

Peace,

Wander

PS - the guy who they sent on the Press OK instead of me is stuck on the runway at the St. Louis airport. See, I would have been halfway to the plant by now because I would have driven.

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wander
Mar. 25th, 2002 01:47 pm (UTC)
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Dream Catcher in the living room. Mandella in the computer room. 7.5 pound largemouth bass mounted and hung in the studio. I wanted to hang it in the living room but none of the women folk would let me. I don't hunt so I don't have any heads on my walls and the fish was a big thing. Caught two feet from shore on a nightcrawler the last week of February, 1999. It just killed all the other fishermen I showed it to. Largemouth on average are anywhere from 3/4 pound to 4 pounds. Fish weighing above that are pretty uncommon to rare as the weight increases. The Illinois state record for a largemouth is 13 pounds 1 oz. So 7 pounds 8 oz is in the rare category and to top it off, I caught it in a little farm pond. So much for all the plastic and metal lures and guided trips on the rivers people swear by.

Wander
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wander
Mar. 25th, 2002 02:27 pm (UTC)
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Hey I know some pretty scary women around here too. Ones that would not blink about having a head on a wall. I know women that chew tobacco a pretty disgusting habit for either sex as far as I'm concerened. Deb goes fishing with us and Rob's wife Gwen too. But neither of them will bait their own hooks or take the fish off for that matter. Still it's better than women who never let you go fisihing or are too prissy to even touch the fish once it's caught.

Oh, a commercial fisherman upon seeing that large a bass would simply throw it in the boat with the other fish. Just meat to him. You are probably thinking of a sport fisherman. The guys you see on TV. Guys like me look down on guys like those. Why go fishing if you are just going to throw it back?

Wander

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