northshorewaterman

The only species that NOAA has ever played a crucial role in protecting and subsequently restoring the population of is the spiny dogfish?  Good job, fellas.

This was after  a 45 minute set.  I moved.

for the love of God, stop asking for a radio check.  It works just fine.

I know that everyone is just trying to make a living.  It’s not easy with all of the overhead and a perishable product not to mention the seedy elements that won’t pay their bills and claim fault after the fact.  But hear me out on this one: you would be better acquainted with your product if you spent a day (or two) out with the fishermen that catch it.  You would be able to relate to and therefore deal with fishermen more directly; you would become better salesmen being able to speak about the process of fishing more intimately; and you would become better people, because let’s face it: the open ocean changes you and the people who spend their lives on it are just a little better than everyone else.  Sorry.

So, just ask one of your fishermen to take you out for a day.  I’m sure that they will be happy to oblige if they get to choose the day.  And who knows…maybe the next time you scr** them in the A*s you’ll use a little vasoline you Pig F….What’s that honey?  I’ll be right there.

How I felt at the party:

How I actually looked:

I drink too much; I eat too much; I smoke too much; I work too much; I lie; I don’t go to the dentist; I don’t go to the doctor; I often find myself coveting thy neighbor’s wife; I’m insecure; I often smell and don’t know it; I bite my fingernails; I don’t call my mother enough; I don’t see my friends enough and often make up stories to explain why I can’t make it.  The fact that I need to get better about making entries on this blog isn’t not on my mind…it’s just that it falls somewhere in the middle of a very long list of little things that I should be improving.  Keep checking in though, or you’ll never get your participation ribbon.

Oh, and I ate the worm.

We’re allowed to keep one halibut a day, over 41″.  We catch two a year.

We’re not allowed to sell catfish anymore.  We catch 15 a day.

If catfish were smarter, they would have already taken over the world.  Nasty customers.

nothing says awkward like trying to navigate into a pond, backwards wearing waders, flippers and a big inflatable diaper.  But once your in it’s like fishing out of a lazy boy.

little things

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every day until Christmas.