Finally... JD and I went fishing this morning, and we caught a lot of fish and had a lot of fun. It's been a couple of years since JD and I were fishing... I think that was when my tackle box was stolen in the Walmart parking lot.

We got up shortly after 06:00 and were at the pond by 07:00, catching the first fish (that was JD) about 07:05. We caught probably fifty altogether before we left at a little after 11:00, with the biggest ones about three pounds... we had about five that size.

It was really nice getting back with a fishing pole in my hands again. It's been a long, long time.

It was starting to get hot, and we were hungry, and the fish weren't biting as good as they were when we decided to come home.

Then JD decided that he wanted to do some work in the yard; I quickly got out of his way. His project this afternoon would be... digging the fence posts out. There were five of them... and two of them are still standing, despite our best efforts.

The first one came out pretty easily, took JD about fifteen minutes of digging. He had been working on the second one when I intervened. The SOB just wouldn't come out of the ground. We tried various things, breaking a chain and a rope in the process. Still, it persisted in staying planted... so JD broke it off about a foot below ground level and filled in the hole. We managed to get the next one out OK by twisting it and finally breaking it loose from the suction.

The earth sucks in Topeka. Especially when it's wet clay. Taking that concrete plug out of the ground is like removing a champagne cork with your tongue. Or something like that. It's damned near impossible.

So I went in a cleaned up the kitchen. JD kept working and working, then finally decided to call it a day.

And somehow today I got sunburned, it must've been from working in the yard, I was well protected while we were fishing, but I didn't even put a hat on when I went out to help JD, mostly because I wasn't really planning on helping, just watching and making snide comments.

I keep thinking that I should stay up tonight and sleep tomorrow, but I don't think that I can stay up... too much physical exertion has tired me out a lot. So I'll just let tomorrow take care of itself, I guess. Doesn't seem to be any way I can control my sleeping habits anyway, no matter how hard I try. O'well, there are a lot worse things that can happen to a guy...