It was Thanksgiving Week. And I have turkey-nesia, which means I don't remember anything before I ate a boatload of bird. LOL
Okay, not really. Sunday - Wednesday is pretty much a blur, though. Let me see if I can rebuild... No, that would take too long. Lemme see if I can sum up.
In writing news, I wrote 15K words last week. 4200 of that was last night because I was on a roll. I finished the climax scene and am on the downward slope toward the end. Right now it's about 58K words, so probably around 60K when I get done. Then there's the stuff I have to add in because I changed some things at the end, and there's the stuff I have to add in because I rushed through several scenes, and there's a little bit I have to delete because while it helped me write the story, it needs to go before you read the story. I get all that done and I can send it off to the editor. Editing begins in January maybe? February? :shrug: I'm not pushing myself too hard this time so I can avoid burnout.
I did some fishing stuff. If you're interested in that, go to yesterday's Fishing Report.
Let's not talk about football, shall we?
Since I was jamming on my own book, I didn't read anything. I do have Silver's latest book - Rescue Moon - but I haven't started it yet. Maybe today. We'll see how the writing goes and whether I have the room in my brain for another person's book.
Fidel Castro died and I am overjoyed. Yeah, yeah, I've heard that you're not supposed to be happy when someone dies. Screw that. He was a monster. I'm with all the Cubans in Miami who were dancing in the streets at the news. So, that's one down. Next! If you have a problem with my happiness in this instance, please go away. Quietly.
Thanksgiving was a good day. Hubs made an amazing turkey and stuffing, and I ate like a pig. I also took that day off writing. I don't remember what I did, but it wasn't work related.
This week I learned that the Common Loon passes through here on its way to wherever it winters. I thought I heard one the other day, but I was sure we didn't have loons here. When I got home from the lake, I applied the Google-fu and found out that it was a loon I heard. Since then, I've seen two. They're in their winter plumage now, so not as striking as their usual outfit, but still pretty cool.
Early in the week, I got home from fishing and Hubs starts telling me about this weird bird he saw walking through the yard. He tried to get a picture, but couldn't. Later that day, the bird was in the front yard. It was a black vulture, on foot because, I assume, one of its wings was injured. It wasn't holding its wings weird, but when it tried to flap up to sit on the fence, one wing kind of had a hitch to it. We haven't seen it since. I hope it got better. Most likely something ate it. Nature can be a mean bitch.
Okay, that's it for me right now. What's up in your world?
Sunday, November 27, 2016
Saturday, November 26, 2016
Saturday Fishing Report - 11/26/16
Welcome back to the fishing report for less than competent anglers.
Sunday - I tried a little afternoon fishing from a rocky bank sloping sharply into 15-20' of water. Did about 45 minutes of lure casting with no luck. Switched to worms set 5-6' deep. Something grabbed my worm about 4' off the shore and took it down. When I set the hook, I caught an underwater ledge and lost my rig - bobber, leader, hook and worm. So, I set up with a Rappala top water to try and get my bobber back. Hooked the bobber first cast. Bobber was still hooked to ledge. So, in an effort to not lose both the Rappala and the bobber, I rolled up my sweatpants and waded in. 63F water does not make for an enjoyable dip, but I got my lure back. In the process the bobber broke, though. Then, because I was wet from the knees down, and cold, I packed up and went home.
Monday - a.m. - Lovely cold morning with some scattered clouds and fog down by the water. I arrived at a locale off the deep water, main lake with plenty of ledges for the fish to shelter near. I set myself up with a yellow buzzbait with a yellow artificial worm. Cast, retrieve. Cast, retrieve. Cast... freakin' reel button pushes all the way inside the reel... can't retrieve by reeling. I managed to get my lure back by pulling the line in hand over hand. Got that all cleaned up and headed home because I only had the one rod/reel with me. My new red Shakespeare reel is dead. Hubs put my old pink reel back on because he fixed it.
Monday - p.m. - Hubs was in the mood for fishing, so we went out together to a spot with rocky banks sloping to gravel in a creek that feeds into a tributary of the lake. Hubs was working a spoon and I was working that shad crankbait. The spoon got hooked on an underwater ledge and was lost. The crankbait hooked on a log, which I managed to drag to the bank. Then it got hooked on a rock, which Hubs managed to free. I switched to worms, he switched to a white diver. After a while, we moved farther into the creek. I caught a 7-8" bass (large or spotted - it was hard to tell). A lot of action at 6-7' deep with the worm, but after I saw a huge snapping turtle surface near my bobber, I suspect reptile interference instead of fish.
Tuesday - I did the afternoon fishing thing again. It was totally overcast with a little wind and in the mid-60s. Back at the place where Hubs and I fished the day before. Saw some nice fish jumping. Caught two little bluegills about 6' deep off the ledges. Then it started to rain in earnest and I wasn't in the mood to get drenched.
Friday - We took the boat out. We went back to the same place we'd visited the last time. No luck. But we did have a lovely day on the water. I was jigging a nightcrawler. Hubs was casting with lures. I think we just timed it wrong or picked the wrong place. Funny thing, though. At one spot, I thought I got snagged on a log or something, so I was panicking a little because we were trolling and getting snagged while the boat is moving scares me. Hubs stopped the boat and took the pole so he could try and get it unsnagged. Except when he reeled, it wasn't hung up on anything and both ends of my worm were gone. Later I had a similar thing happen, but instead of panicking, I reeled. The line was taut and pulling hard and then suddenly the line shook from one side to the other and went slack. Umm, yeah, I had a fish on that time and probably the other time, too. There's a reason I say this is the fishing report for less than competent anglers. Better luck next time.
Until then, have a great week and go drown some worms.
Sunday - I tried a little afternoon fishing from a rocky bank sloping sharply into 15-20' of water. Did about 45 minutes of lure casting with no luck. Switched to worms set 5-6' deep. Something grabbed my worm about 4' off the shore and took it down. When I set the hook, I caught an underwater ledge and lost my rig - bobber, leader, hook and worm. So, I set up with a Rappala top water to try and get my bobber back. Hooked the bobber first cast. Bobber was still hooked to ledge. So, in an effort to not lose both the Rappala and the bobber, I rolled up my sweatpants and waded in. 63F water does not make for an enjoyable dip, but I got my lure back. In the process the bobber broke, though. Then, because I was wet from the knees down, and cold, I packed up and went home.
Monday - a.m. - Lovely cold morning with some scattered clouds and fog down by the water. I arrived at a locale off the deep water, main lake with plenty of ledges for the fish to shelter near. I set myself up with a yellow buzzbait with a yellow artificial worm. Cast, retrieve. Cast, retrieve. Cast... freakin' reel button pushes all the way inside the reel... can't retrieve by reeling. I managed to get my lure back by pulling the line in hand over hand. Got that all cleaned up and headed home because I only had the one rod/reel with me. My new red Shakespeare reel is dead. Hubs put my old pink reel back on because he fixed it.
Monday - p.m. - Hubs was in the mood for fishing, so we went out together to a spot with rocky banks sloping to gravel in a creek that feeds into a tributary of the lake. Hubs was working a spoon and I was working that shad crankbait. The spoon got hooked on an underwater ledge and was lost. The crankbait hooked on a log, which I managed to drag to the bank. Then it got hooked on a rock, which Hubs managed to free. I switched to worms, he switched to a white diver. After a while, we moved farther into the creek. I caught a 7-8" bass (large or spotted - it was hard to tell). A lot of action at 6-7' deep with the worm, but after I saw a huge snapping turtle surface near my bobber, I suspect reptile interference instead of fish.
Tuesday - I did the afternoon fishing thing again. It was totally overcast with a little wind and in the mid-60s. Back at the place where Hubs and I fished the day before. Saw some nice fish jumping. Caught two little bluegills about 6' deep off the ledges. Then it started to rain in earnest and I wasn't in the mood to get drenched.
Friday - We took the boat out. We went back to the same place we'd visited the last time. No luck. But we did have a lovely day on the water. I was jigging a nightcrawler. Hubs was casting with lures. I think we just timed it wrong or picked the wrong place. Funny thing, though. At one spot, I thought I got snagged on a log or something, so I was panicking a little because we were trolling and getting snagged while the boat is moving scares me. Hubs stopped the boat and took the pole so he could try and get it unsnagged. Except when he reeled, it wasn't hung up on anything and both ends of my worm were gone. Later I had a similar thing happen, but instead of panicking, I reeled. The line was taut and pulling hard and then suddenly the line shook from one side to the other and went slack. Umm, yeah, I had a fish on that time and probably the other time, too. There's a reason I say this is the fishing report for less than competent anglers. Better luck next time.
Until then, have a great week and go drown some worms.
Thursday, November 24, 2016
Thanksgiving This n That
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| Turkey dinner Thanksgiving 2014 |
A group of turkeys is called a rafter.
I love pumpkin pie, but I hate nutmeg, so I turn down offers of pumpkin pie from most people and I don't buy pumpkin pie. I also suck at pie crust, so I usually make a pumpkin cheesecake. This year I lazed out, though, so we're having a store-bought cherry pie.
I also suck at roasting a turkey, which is why Hubs cooks Thanksgiving Dinner every year. He rocks the turkey, man. He'll be in the kitchen today while I am reading or writing or watching TV. Of course, since he cooks the big bird, I will do the clean-up. It's the least I can do.
Hubs and I were talking last night and we decided we're both extremely thankful for each other. And we're thankful for our decision to move here.
I had four relatives on the Mayflower. A married couple with their daughter, and a single man on the ship who later married the daughter. So, I'm like American royalty or something. Right? LOL
I love the Charlie Brown Thanksgiving special, especially the end when Snoopy and Woodstock are eating together. There's Woodstock gobbling down his turkey feast and a piece of pumpkin pie that's bigger than he is. =o)
Some dude in Wisconsin bagged an eight-point DOE this year. Yeah, I guess like 1 out of 100,000 does grows antlers because of an excess amount of testosterone. Who knew?
Anything on your this n that for today?
Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving! And if you're not in the states, Happy Thursday!
Tuesday, November 22, 2016
Easy-Peasy Popovers
Yesterday morning's fishing trip was a total bust - as in I busted my reel on the third cast and had to come home. Faced with that, I decided to spend my morning baking instead. I pulled out a recipe I've had for years but never tried - popovers. So easy. So yummy. The recipe makes 8. We scarfed down 5 right off the bat.
So, just in time for Thanksgiving, I present...
Easy-Peasy Popovers
3T butter or margarine
2 eggs
1 cup milk
1 cup flour
2 tsp salt
Preheat oven to 400F.
Melt the butter in the microwave (30-45 seconds). Lightly brush melted butter into 8 muffin cups in a 12 cup tin (you should have lots of butter left). Beat eggs until light and frothy. Warm milk in the microwave (30 seconds to take the cold off). Add warmed milk to eggs and beat until well-combined. Add flour, salt, and remaining melted butter. Beat until smooth. Heat empty, prepared muffin tin in oven for 5 minutes. Remove with care (it's hot) and equally distribute batter into prepared muffin cups. Bake for 35 minutes or until golden brown. Serve warm with butter and jam. Or try them cold with chicken salad in the middle.
These will rise well above the edges of the muffin tin, which is pretty cool. And they'll have a lovely empty pocket inside for the spreading of jam or the stuffing of good savory stuff. I had a thought about filling them like cream puffs even. OMG, so good.
So, just in time for Thanksgiving, I present...
Easy-Peasy Popovers
3T butter or margarine
2 eggs
1 cup milk
1 cup flour
2 tsp salt
Preheat oven to 400F.
Melt the butter in the microwave (30-45 seconds). Lightly brush melted butter into 8 muffin cups in a 12 cup tin (you should have lots of butter left). Beat eggs until light and frothy. Warm milk in the microwave (30 seconds to take the cold off). Add warmed milk to eggs and beat until well-combined. Add flour, salt, and remaining melted butter. Beat until smooth. Heat empty, prepared muffin tin in oven for 5 minutes. Remove with care (it's hot) and equally distribute batter into prepared muffin cups. Bake for 35 minutes or until golden brown. Serve warm with butter and jam. Or try them cold with chicken salad in the middle.
These will rise well above the edges of the muffin tin, which is pretty cool. And they'll have a lovely empty pocket inside for the spreading of jam or the stuffing of good savory stuff. I had a thought about filling them like cream puffs even. OMG, so good.
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Sunday Update - Week 46
Not much happening in the writing sphere lately, as you've probably guessed from previous posts. Natural Causes is stilling rolling along. I'm at 43K words now - up about 5300 from last Sunday.
Not much going on in reading either. I did read one book last week - JB Lynn's latest installment of the Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman series - The Hitwoman Plays Chaperone (#16). It was awesome as usual.
Fishing is still slow as you could see from yesterday's Fishing Report. After listening to a few professional fishing reports, the consensus is that because of the weird warm temps, the fish are still deep - which means no fishies from the shore. Here's hoping yesterday and today's cold snap will drive them into shallower water.
I added to my lovely bruise collection when I tried to stop myself from doing a faceplant into a pile of loose rocks - you know, after tripping over a loose rock. Lucky for me a fallen log was right there to catch me, but when my hip slammed into the log, it created a lovely bruise. Just call me Grace.
I did some woods work yesterday. I took out a couple small trees (carolina buckthorns) so other small trees could thrive - a red oak and a small tree I thought was a royal paulownia (but after looking for a link to show you what I mean, I'm not sure what it is - it ain't a catalpa.) I also took down a dead cedar and began sawing up a tree that had broken in half and dropped it's top half on some other nice smaller trees.
Other than that, I'm not quite sure where my week went. Another blurry week added on to a blurry year.
What's up in your world?
Not much going on in reading either. I did read one book last week - JB Lynn's latest installment of the Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman series - The Hitwoman Plays Chaperone (#16). It was awesome as usual.
Fishing is still slow as you could see from yesterday's Fishing Report. After listening to a few professional fishing reports, the consensus is that because of the weird warm temps, the fish are still deep - which means no fishies from the shore. Here's hoping yesterday and today's cold snap will drive them into shallower water.
I added to my lovely bruise collection when I tried to stop myself from doing a faceplant into a pile of loose rocks - you know, after tripping over a loose rock. Lucky for me a fallen log was right there to catch me, but when my hip slammed into the log, it created a lovely bruise. Just call me Grace.
I did some woods work yesterday. I took out a couple small trees (carolina buckthorns) so other small trees could thrive - a red oak and a small tree I thought was a royal paulownia (but after looking for a link to show you what I mean, I'm not sure what it is - it ain't a catalpa.) I also took down a dead cedar and began sawing up a tree that had broken in half and dropped it's top half on some other nice smaller trees.
Other than that, I'm not quite sure where my week went. Another blurry week added on to a blurry year.
What's up in your world?
Saturday, November 19, 2016
Saturday Fishing Report - 11/19/16
Hey all and welcome back to the fishing report for less than competent anglers. I'm gonna do things a little different this week and try to go trip by trip.
Saturday: Hubs and I took the boat out. It's one of those no-frills 15' flat bottom bass boats with a smallish motor. It's also got a trolling thing and a low-end fish finder thingie. Anyway, it was 42 degrees F when we put in at the lake and putted over to one of the tributaries. The water was 62 degrees F. We went about 2/3rds of the way down to where the creek is stopped at the road. Mostly what we were doing was getting used to the boat and the depths and the trolling. My set up was my largest hook (#2, I think) with a big, fat Canadian nightcrawler. (That's what they sell down here.) No bobber. I put on a medium sized teardrop sinker and dropped it over the side. I let it sink until the line went slack (meaning it was on the bottom), then I reeled it up about a foot. When we started, I think we were in about 9 feet of water. As we trolled/drifted, the water got deeper and at about 15 feet deep, I got my first hits. At about 20 feet, when the water was 63 degrees F, I caught my first fish - a 13" largemouth. Then we drifted to the other side of the creek. No hits deeper. On the other side, I caught my second fish - a 14" largemouth in about 22 feet of water. (Both fish went back, of course. Dang it.) Throughout the morning, we went from deeper to shallower. Hubs had a bass on a white diver lure, but it got off. I had another bass on my worm, but it threw the hook about 4 feet from the boat. Nothing was biting by shortly after noon, so we called it a day. A successful trip all the way around. We're getting the hang of the boat and locating where the fish are. Right now, they're hanging out in 15-23 feet of water to either side of the main creek channel. Which totally explains why I haven't been catching anything from the bank. I can't cast out far enough or go that deep with a bobber.
Tuesday: Bank fishing again. This time I went to a spot on the main channel of TRL in hopes that maybe the last of the cool weather and the morning fog would've driven the bass in shallower. It did. I saw a lot of fish. Didn't catch a danged one, but they were out there. Bass of all sizes - largemouth and spots mostly, but I did see one smallmouth. One big hog of a largemouth jumped right next to my bobber which was about 4' from the boat dock. Dang it. I also saw several schools of 9-13" silver fish feeding along the rocks in the shallows. Research later told me those were gizzard shad (aka skipjacks). There were also tons of 3-4" bluegills in the shallows and a boatload of turtles. I was back to worms again, but since those weren't working, I tried my two spinner baits, my silver/yellow rattletrap(?), a jighead with a blue/gray sparkle grub. Nope to it all. I spoke with an old-timer who was on his way out from the docks. He said the fish in the main channel are biting at 28-36' deep, so right at that spot, I was screwed anyway. Best I can do is like 7' deep with a bobber.
Wednesday: Bank fishing. Another cool and foggy morning. Another morning of not catching fish. I started out fishing around a cove off a creek that feeds into a tributary of the main lake. Recently, Hubs and I discovered a function of the MDC website where it shows exactly where the state has placed what they call 'fish enhancers' - hardwood branches, evergreen trees, etc. One of them happens to be in that cove. I tried all of the lures I'd tried previously with no success. I also tried a fake crawfish. Still nope. Went back to worms and got some serious bites, but no fish. I am suspicious those bites might've been turtles. I fished there from about 8am to 9:15am. Then I went elsewhere. Back to the ledges off the main body of TLR. Back to my old standby spot. I saw a ton of bass jumping. I saw a ton of bass in the water. I saw something BIG that I couldn't identify moving through the shallows. But caught zip. And my pretty pink reel died, which seriously harshed my morning considering I only had the one pole with me. It would cast out, but then it wouldn't reel back in without some serious juju moves. I gave up and went home around 10:15am.
Thursday: No fishing, but I did pick up a new reel at Wallyworld. It's a Shakespeare to replace my other Shakespeare - albeit not the same model. And this one is red, which kinda goes with my pink rod but not quite. Fashion faux pas but the fish won't care. I also picked up several new lures, more hooks, more sinkers... Stuffs for fishing.
Friday: The weather was totally gross - which is supposed to be good for fishing, right? So I went to the place where I had good luck earlier in the year when the weather was gross. This was another spot where a stream comes into a tributary to the main lake. This spot is filled with old dead trees. Perfect bass locale, right? I tried the new lures - a red rattletrap that is painted to look like a crawdad, a diver made to look like a baby shad, and a white buzzbait. I tried old lures. I tried nightcrawlers. The only things I got was wind-blown and cold. (The temp started out at 68F and fell to 56F in the course of an hour with gusts to 50-60 mph. It was harsh out there.) I went home, drank cocoa, ate soup for breakfast, and warmed up. Then I went back out. Tried a different locale, fishing the main channel of a tributary, with worms set about 7' deep then a couple different lures. Yeah, still nothing.
When exactly am I supposed to start experiencing all this awesome 'fall fishing' I keep hearing about? BTW, the new reel is like butter. And Hubs managed to fix the old reel so we now have a backup. Woo.
Saturday: Hubs and I took the boat out. It's one of those no-frills 15' flat bottom bass boats with a smallish motor. It's also got a trolling thing and a low-end fish finder thingie. Anyway, it was 42 degrees F when we put in at the lake and putted over to one of the tributaries. The water was 62 degrees F. We went about 2/3rds of the way down to where the creek is stopped at the road. Mostly what we were doing was getting used to the boat and the depths and the trolling. My set up was my largest hook (#2, I think) with a big, fat Canadian nightcrawler. (That's what they sell down here.) No bobber. I put on a medium sized teardrop sinker and dropped it over the side. I let it sink until the line went slack (meaning it was on the bottom), then I reeled it up about a foot. When we started, I think we were in about 9 feet of water. As we trolled/drifted, the water got deeper and at about 15 feet deep, I got my first hits. At about 20 feet, when the water was 63 degrees F, I caught my first fish - a 13" largemouth. Then we drifted to the other side of the creek. No hits deeper. On the other side, I caught my second fish - a 14" largemouth in about 22 feet of water. (Both fish went back, of course. Dang it.) Throughout the morning, we went from deeper to shallower. Hubs had a bass on a white diver lure, but it got off. I had another bass on my worm, but it threw the hook about 4 feet from the boat. Nothing was biting by shortly after noon, so we called it a day. A successful trip all the way around. We're getting the hang of the boat and locating where the fish are. Right now, they're hanging out in 15-23 feet of water to either side of the main creek channel. Which totally explains why I haven't been catching anything from the bank. I can't cast out far enough or go that deep with a bobber.
Tuesday: Bank fishing again. This time I went to a spot on the main channel of TRL in hopes that maybe the last of the cool weather and the morning fog would've driven the bass in shallower. It did. I saw a lot of fish. Didn't catch a danged one, but they were out there. Bass of all sizes - largemouth and spots mostly, but I did see one smallmouth. One big hog of a largemouth jumped right next to my bobber which was about 4' from the boat dock. Dang it. I also saw several schools of 9-13" silver fish feeding along the rocks in the shallows. Research later told me those were gizzard shad (aka skipjacks). There were also tons of 3-4" bluegills in the shallows and a boatload of turtles. I was back to worms again, but since those weren't working, I tried my two spinner baits, my silver/yellow rattletrap(?), a jighead with a blue/gray sparkle grub. Nope to it all. I spoke with an old-timer who was on his way out from the docks. He said the fish in the main channel are biting at 28-36' deep, so right at that spot, I was screwed anyway. Best I can do is like 7' deep with a bobber.
Wednesday: Bank fishing. Another cool and foggy morning. Another morning of not catching fish. I started out fishing around a cove off a creek that feeds into a tributary of the main lake. Recently, Hubs and I discovered a function of the MDC website where it shows exactly where the state has placed what they call 'fish enhancers' - hardwood branches, evergreen trees, etc. One of them happens to be in that cove. I tried all of the lures I'd tried previously with no success. I also tried a fake crawfish. Still nope. Went back to worms and got some serious bites, but no fish. I am suspicious those bites might've been turtles. I fished there from about 8am to 9:15am. Then I went elsewhere. Back to the ledges off the main body of TLR. Back to my old standby spot. I saw a ton of bass jumping. I saw a ton of bass in the water. I saw something BIG that I couldn't identify moving through the shallows. But caught zip. And my pretty pink reel died, which seriously harshed my morning considering I only had the one pole with me. It would cast out, but then it wouldn't reel back in without some serious juju moves. I gave up and went home around 10:15am.
Thursday: No fishing, but I did pick up a new reel at Wallyworld. It's a Shakespeare to replace my other Shakespeare - albeit not the same model. And this one is red, which kinda goes with my pink rod but not quite. Fashion faux pas but the fish won't care. I also picked up several new lures, more hooks, more sinkers... Stuffs for fishing.
Friday: The weather was totally gross - which is supposed to be good for fishing, right? So I went to the place where I had good luck earlier in the year when the weather was gross. This was another spot where a stream comes into a tributary to the main lake. This spot is filled with old dead trees. Perfect bass locale, right? I tried the new lures - a red rattletrap that is painted to look like a crawdad, a diver made to look like a baby shad, and a white buzzbait. I tried old lures. I tried nightcrawlers. The only things I got was wind-blown and cold. (The temp started out at 68F and fell to 56F in the course of an hour with gusts to 50-60 mph. It was harsh out there.) I went home, drank cocoa, ate soup for breakfast, and warmed up. Then I went back out. Tried a different locale, fishing the main channel of a tributary, with worms set about 7' deep then a couple different lures. Yeah, still nothing.
When exactly am I supposed to start experiencing all this awesome 'fall fishing' I keep hearing about? BTW, the new reel is like butter. And Hubs managed to fix the old reel so we now have a backup. Woo.
Thursday, November 17, 2016
Thursday This n That
I was so prepared to sit a jury this week that yesterday I was at a total loss for things to do. I'd already done the grocery shopping. I had every post this week but this one written and scheduled. The house was pretty clean. And I don't write during the day, so there I was. At a loss. So I wrote this post and then went fishing.
A shrew's heart beats 1300 times a minute when it's excited or nervous. Can you imagine? It's like a furry little hummingbird. You know, that is venomous and eats meat.
Which reminds me. There was this hokey old horror movie called "Killer Shrews". They were man-sized and were either played by guys in bad costumes or dogs in bad costumes. It starred that guy who played the sheriff on the original Dukes of Hazzard. Totally horrible old movie that's worth watching for the laugh factor.
It's been freaking hot here for a November in Missouri. It's totally harshing my fishing, but it's nice not to be freezing my hiney off. This coming weekend, though, right back down to chilly-cold. I hate roller coaster weather. I'm writing this in warm clothes, but I'll probably be in shorts by the end of the day and back bundled up in sweats and fleecies on Friday. Make up your freakin' mind, Mother Nature. Sheesh.
Okay, well, that's all I've got for today. The sun's starting to come up and I need to get moving.
What's on your this n that radar today?
A shrew's heart beats 1300 times a minute when it's excited or nervous. Can you imagine? It's like a furry little hummingbird. You know, that is venomous and eats meat.
Which reminds me. There was this hokey old horror movie called "Killer Shrews". They were man-sized and were either played by guys in bad costumes or dogs in bad costumes. It starred that guy who played the sheriff on the original Dukes of Hazzard. Totally horrible old movie that's worth watching for the laugh factor.
It's been freaking hot here for a November in Missouri. It's totally harshing my fishing, but it's nice not to be freezing my hiney off. This coming weekend, though, right back down to chilly-cold. I hate roller coaster weather. I'm writing this in warm clothes, but I'll probably be in shorts by the end of the day and back bundled up in sweats and fleecies on Friday. Make up your freakin' mind, Mother Nature. Sheesh.
Okay, well, that's all I've got for today. The sun's starting to come up and I need to get moving.
What's on your this n that radar today?
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