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Ya, one of the most important issues of our time. The immense gravity, the shear wieght of this critical life and death decision, is beyond the capacity of most mortal men to comprehend..
The issue?..... mandatory hook and release regulations re-garding Stealhead fishing on the lower Columbia river systems............
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Fly fishing and the art of minding your own damned business. These and baseball are the only truely American art forms. (Isaac Walton was a worm drowner and didn't know beans about mathematics. Jazz is only quasi-American and ain't an art....it's a way of life.)
Hmmmmmm???? In view of recent events in IRAQ and other efforts, make that fly fishing and baseball.
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I've given soe serious thought to Glass...'s plea and here is the result. He has tired of playing with himself and wants to play with others. He's a prevurt, pure and simple!
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Out into the hills west of Austin on a summer afternoon the ice never lasted, no matter the cooler. So you learned to sip 100+ degree beer and like it. We learned to skip the ice all together and carry along tomato juice. Ahhhhhhh, bliss....sitting in the shade of a huge live oak on a hillside looking over the Pedernales with a warm mix of half Pearl beer and half tomato juice. I can still taste it. It was Heaven.
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Originally posted by bdgee: Out into the hills west of Austin on a summer afternoon the ice never lasted, no matter the cooler. So you learned to sip 100+ degree beer and like it. We learned to skip the ice all together and carry along tomato juice. Ahhhhhhh, bliss....sitting in the shade of a huge live oak on a hillside looking over the Pedernales with a warm mix of half Pearl beer and half tomato juice. I can still taste it. It was Heaven.
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Thats great that you had the luxury to sip hot beer, and then aquire a taste fer it..
We didn't have the luxury to sip anything that day..We chugged that canned Millers chit right from the battle damaged conex container.. It made us all sick as hell.
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WOW thats something I touch on ocassions. The ocassion normaly is me not wanting to walk, or talk. But damn Ive had some great moments in my life while drinking that! Never had the american version. But the real stuff is POTENT!! Last time I drank that I woke up broke, and with/2 coctail waitress. Oh to be 23 again!!
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tequilla, can't touch it from juarez, ouzo here its a lunch drink, nothing like mother in law drinking ouzo and sending me a heineken pool side at ten am.
was hoping to see paris hilton here, i drink and swim at her fiance's families club, never did find out if she's ugly or not, can't tell from pictures. someone else saw her there for dinner pissed me off she didn't swim.
on the liquorice thats from slippery nipples in the old days.
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I can understand catch & release but barbless hooks kind of suck. You can't let your guard down for a second. Heading to Canada on Thursday for a 5 day fishing trip, they've always been catch & release but this year they've gone to all barbless hooks so that's what I'm doing today, filing down the barbs on all my lures, loads of fun!
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That should be the opening line from the next great novel about USA life...
quote:"Screw that," my guide said. "Fish don't need lips."
I sipped my whiskey sour, poorly mixed by the first mate, thus too sweet by a factor of two.
The guide, resplendent in "guide-gear" from Eddie Bauer or Cabelllas--who the F? knows with these guys?--glanced my way as I flipped a roach overboard.
"You ever rigged a North Carolina deep-diver?"
I shook my head, no.
"OK," he said, tugging at his watch-band, "watch this."
And that's how started....
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Hey. Where's the big breasted chick. Ya got the booze and the weed, but what kinda tale is it worth telling with out a big breasted chick. Who you think you are, Larry McMurtry?
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lol,Mr. Mc came and bought out my buddy's Texana collection before my bud went to Big Bend via Thailand...
Mr. McMurtry also came back to Ft Worth and bought up the last inventory of the old bookstore at 8th and Throckmorton, "Barber's Bookstore," right around the corner from my pal's joint, "The Blackdog Tavern."
Sold to him by Mac McMintire, who is right now selling "Shamrock Pub" on 7th Street---saw him (Mac) this morning spraying weeds, prolly with "Roundup". Mac's a dick--but a great a great businessman...
The bb chick? at My House, lol--famous in FW blues circles...
booze n weed: don't get confused re fact n fiction
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Spent many a marvelous rainy afternoon in the basement of Barbers as a kid. I guess they realized I was too poor to buy the books and even helped me find stuff to read.
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