Gone Fishin!

I don't remember what happened monday. I know I came to work. I know I went home. But other than that I can't tell you what I did monday. It's just a total blank. Oh well!

Tuesday I went out with Arthur. He took me to this cool little italian place with a bar and good food. We got polluted and I got home around nine in the pm so I didn't get to talk to the kids. That place was just full of hot women. I don't even know where to start. Seriously. Hot. Nasty Hot. Wicked dirty nasty hot. All over. Up and down. So we drank. Made a lot of jokes and generaly goofed around. It was good stuff. It's difficult to hang out with Arhtur and not have fun. You really have to make an effort to not enjoy yourself. Though I have never bothered to try. I am sure it is possible. But I won't commit to that level of work just to "not" have fun.

Wednesday I went fishing. Yeah baby! Me and Chris purchased some sandles since we both showed up to work without any footwear fit for going fishin. So we were stompin around the Bayou in our hard ass $7 K-Mart sandles Yo! Then we purchased some beer. Blu purchased the bait and helped us with our "rigs". We went to a spot near Blu's house off a little bridge and we were fishing for trout and mullets. Thankfully noone caught a mullet cause none of us has a rusty muffler-less IROC-Z to fully espouse the wonders of that particular catch.

As a matter of fact the only person to catch anything was Chris. And it was an undefined little creature maybe 4 inches long. Fish like as it was we didn't get much time to inspect his catch. It wasn't so much that he "caught it", it was that it hadn't decided to let go of the small bit of shrimp it was latched onto. So when he pulled it out of the water it did indeed let go and disappear back into the inky depths from whence it came.

There is a little marina bar next to where Blu took us fishin called "the Dog house" which had the sweetest most southern little fat bottom mamma I have seen in quite some time. This story is totally true. We had a beer at the little place. This woman is so cute I can't even describe her adequitly. We finished our beers and started on our way and she yelled after us to come back after we were done, and she waved and the guys both made commitals and I stopped dead in my tracks and turned and yelled to her, "I'll miss you!". SERIOUSLY!

It was so funny. But I totally meant it. She was that cute.

But the night went on and we didn't catch any fish but we had alot of fun. And that's the important part. Chris had similar sentiments to my own.

Fishing was one of those things we were never interested in early in life. But it is something we can absolutely appreciate at this stage in our lives. Just the relaxing part of it is made better by the fact that your outdoors and all that nature action. So I am sure there is more fishing to be had in the future.

AND it gets me more in line for taking the boys fishing more. And I should. We need to do that stuff. They need it and I need to be with them when they do those things. Instead of just chillin at home all weekend and things like that.

Well, I'm out of here. Love you guys!