Who can resist?
Seemed like a cold morning in Austin, then, as I sat & shivered a for a few minutes, I finally peeked out the window. Looked nice enough to fish, for a few minutes. Caught a handful of perch, thinking, “Tis is like riding a moped, a lot of fun, but I’d better leave before anyone I know sees me….”
[/style>The bass were schooling and chasing shad right in front of my place, so I swapped poles for a topwater lure, something silver that rattles, shakes and sprints through the water. Couple of tentative casts, then I caught me a real fish. Not very big. Certainly feisty enough, though.
When I pulled him up, it looked like the second hook was going to catch a gill, and that’s not healthy for the fish, so I was carefully trying to extract him when he gave a mighty heave. Spit me, the hook, and shook himself free. I chased him around the dock long enough to grab a picture, but the image is blurry. My bad. Good fish. He’s safe, swimming again.
In our dockside tussle, the when that fish spit the hook out, I managed to embed that hook, I was trying to protect the fish, you know, conservation, and I had a bloody finger. No fish were harmed in this story, but I’ve got a bloody pole now. Blood on the dock. My blood. Some days? The fish win.
Dammit all:
I’ve still got December left to write.
Inbound mail:
>| I have become addicted to your horoscope site for some time now and
>| have decided to shell out the
>| whopping $2.95 to get your thoughts on my current
>| week instead of the usual last week insight. (Maybe
that’s why it all seems so deja vu?)
>| I have had two natal charts done on little ol’ me, plus a
>| personal meeting with Michael Lutin, which was the summit
>| of my astrological nirvana to this point ( room for you to
>| knock him out of first place here.) However,
>| both the written charts were
>| obviously “canned” information. If I were to plunk down,
>| what is it, $24.95?, for you to do my natal chart is it the real deal?
>| Do you do a “personalized” chart?
Nope, for $24.95, it’s from a can. My can, mostly my words, my typographical mistakes, and grammar blunders, glaringly obvious, it’s my work. But I won’t lie, it’s from a can. I answered honestly, too, instead of trying for the up-sale.
One of the points of running a subscription site is to make sure I offer enough perks to subscribers. Audio came first, then video, and when I have a chance, like the above situation, I also fire off a chart report, just to get everything covered. Well, for me? It gives me some idea of the demographics and more important, a subscriber’s sign.
More in-box goodness:
|> today’s gemini scope: you magnificent bastard.
I laughed.
Odds & ends:
Why I live like a monk. And we can blame the idiot box, too.
“Blasts and fogs upon thee!”
Shakespeare’s King Lear Act I, scene iv, line 290.
Slate’s nice plug for the new Calving & Hobbes collection.
