Is it Spring Yet?

OK the past few weeks have been rough for me. No Football, No Hunting, No Fishing, and no sunshine. I keep watching more of my Colt's players "testing the market", and leaving for more money, greedy fuckers. Hey atleast Saturday is still here. I would have shit a golden egg if they let him go, especially if the Stealers would have gotten him. Imagine having to listen to that shit from Dale all year long.

I got out and played golf with my dad the other day and that was OK except my ball acted like it belonged on Hollywood and Vine. If you don't get that think Pretty Woman. I shot a 97 with 7 pentalty strokes for OB balls. So if I can get it off the right side and out of the woods I might be ok this year.

A bunch of my friends and I went to the Boat Sport and Travel Show last week and let me tell you, that is the equivalent of masturbating with 30 grit sandpaper. You get to see all these neat toys and all you can do is drool over them. I keep telling myself that I don't need that $50,000 bass boat...but boy do I want it. My buddies all spent a bunch of money with little to show for it, and I anticipate the evil glares will continue from their significant others as I am the root of all evil in most peoples relationships. I can't help it that my wife is cool with most of what I do.










66 days until the Barkley fishing trip, 42 days until my first fishing tourney, and 25 days until I got to Florida to play golf for a few days.