Bugs!
I was trimming the ivy, I think it’s jasmine, and something stung me. A Yellowjacket. Nasty sting. I said many bad word. But alas, I was out of bug spray. Plus, from what I recall, just a pinch of baking soda was all I needed. Alas, none here, either. I did pop some antihistamine, though, just to be safe. And I’m worried this will affect my fishing.
Wedding crashers:
Another Monday night at the Alamo – cheap Monday film. Perfect companion for the evening, a raucous, rowdy red-headed Capricorn. The food was good, that’s for sure, plus it was an entertaining movie, certainly worth the matinee admission price. Can’t say it was worth a full price for a movie, but then, in my mind, very few movies are worth full price.
The trailers were good, so I figured that it might be an okay film. I tend to enjoy Owen Wilson’s characters, as I find it personally amusing. But in The Wedding Crashers, I just felt like Vince Vaughn stole the show. Or Christopher Walken. Always like seeing him – he scares me.
The best part? Food at the Alamo is generally pretty good.
Cherchez le poisson:
All right, so it’s a very tiny large mouth bass (black bass). But, in my defense, it was on a topwater Zara Spook (frog color). Tiny topwater, tiny fish. Caught a half-dozen perch, but that’s not worth the effort, as I was chasing these guys.
