Entry 185 - Whoopadeefriggin’ Doo.

Whoopadeefriggin’ Doo.

Not a whole lot to report from Texas of late, and not a whole lot on my mind. Maybe I’m crazy, but I’m feeling rather gruntled thesedays, and finding things to whine about that are strong enough to write down is tough going.

But who knows, maybe the winters here will suck.

What’s that? An average temperature of 75°F in winter? Well I guess they probably won’t suck.

So, in lieu of a rant about weather or traffic or Walmart or one-horse towns, I’ll drop a few of my favorite photos on you. Well, a couple from the day when I remembered to bring the camera, at least.

Fishin’ From the Pussywagon

As you can see, I like to ride in style. Yes, the back is carpeted. Yes, I smoke cigarettes. Yes, I have a paddleboat.

Orb Weaver at Spring Creek

Boo, Kids! It’s a big-assed spider! Actually, it surprised the hell out of me, and I almost walked into it face-first. It's a Golden Orb Weaver (Argiope aurantia), and at about 4 inches long, it was inpressive as hell.

Bait Stealin’ Wankfish

This little fucker got three of my worms within a one-hour period. I held him up in the light, scolded him for being piggy, and after my wagging finger got tired, I threw him back. for the fourth time. As far as I could throw him.

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