Another beautiful fishing day! Up at 03:30 after getting to sleep about 01:00. 70 minutes to Centralia lake, we were fishing by 05:55; yes, it was still dark! OK, so we're completely nuts! What's yer point?
Karen took Brian home to Lawrence tonight and Matt's ex wife was really upset at her for being late, stood out in her front yard yelling at Karen. Karen told her that they would talk when she was feeling like she could talk reasonably about it... which will probably be never. Brian's mother is very... well, high-strung is a nice way of putting it...
I did some re-arranging of the front page again... just can't leave a good thing alone, can I? Actually, the purpose is supposed to be making it better... that's the idea, anyway. I'm doing my poor best, and I shouldn't be doing this when I'm this tired. Did I tell you I was tired? Ohhhh... well....
Damn! This is the first of September and I don't have a monthly essay done! Forgive me, please forgive me. Sometime later, I'll think of what it might be and do it. Any ideas? Oh, I guess that's my department, huh!
Oh... sorry about that. Centralia lake is beautiful, clean and filled with nice bass, and I looked at a bunch of them today. I even caught a couple myself... yeah, Doug outfished me 16 to 7 today. I figgered I better let him, it's his boat and his truck...
I'm really lucky that I have such an understanding wife, and so is Doug. I mean lucky that he has an understanding wife, too. They understand that fishing keeps us out of trouble and sane. Also, they are both beautiful and wonderful women. And they put up with us. All good and necessary qualities.
I'm very, very tired, and I think I'll get a good nights' sleep tonight, starting really soon... like now!