Wednesday, November 7, 2007

Greetings from the Sunshine State

I know everyone has missed my musings and sagacious opinions, so I feel it only right that I explain my absence. . . yea, you know you missed me.
It's not productive, it's only to my advantage and my wife hates it when I do it, but I just felt the need for some sunshine and salt water air. So while I cruise along the bays and bypasses of this tropical paradise with the sun and wind in my face. . . as I cast another line and reel in another piece of tender and delicious salt water fish, rest assured, I don't regret for a minute running off and abandoning my responsibilities this week.

I'm sure I'll have lots of nasty hateful rantings to share when I get back. . . until then you'll have to settle for other internet drivel of less appeal and intellect.

6 comments:

Tequila Mockingbird said...

be serious, you went to fla because your family was going to stick you in an old folks home. i bet you snuck away didnt you? watch out, theyll be drugging your butterscotch pudding next you are arent so crotchety...

Shark-fu said...

Salt water fish?

Shit.

Can you fry it like catfish?

Blink.

Maybe I've been livin in a river city too long...

SagaciousHillbilly said...

BAW, I know how some people are addicted ot catfish, but there is nothing better than a plate piled high with deep fried snapper fillets.

Mmmm mmmm, love that snapper! Know what I mean TMo?

Yea TMo, I beat em this time. Snuck out under cover of darkness. Sadly, I'm on my way back home and that means we'll have to further discuss my disposition. . . maybe if I promise to be good and leave the young girls alone. . .

Colonel Colonel said...

My wife's parents (age 87 and 82) are giving up "the boat" (30-foot Catalina) this year, and although we always used to joke about them as the "Boat Nazis", because anytime we visited during the summer, we were expected to help sail the boat, we will miss it. There is really something to sitting there at sea with only the wind at your back.

We live near a great river, but it isn't the same.

TED VELVET said...

I love to fish. very relaxing. it's the only time I actually have patience. there's a weird feeling when you absolutley know you're going to catch something big and then it happens. I think fishing taps into the caveman part of our brains.

SagaciousHillbilly said...

Very true Ted. The same does with hunting. I've watched my daughter sit for hours motionless waiting for a deer. She could never do that under any other circumstance.
A couple weeks ago I sat motionless with my bow pulled all the way back for what seemed like hours. . . I suspect it was a matter of ten minutes, but my arms were aching to an extreme point of pain. . . that big eight point finally came out from behind the brush.

I like entertaining the primitive.