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Wherein an unemployed reporter tries to catch as many fish as possible in a futile quest to avoid thinking about the dismal state of journalism or his dwindling bank balance

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

A grab bag on the 'Sip

My home waters here on the Mississippi were quite fishy the other day. Tropical Bill (shirtless, as usual) rode around in the boat while I harassed smallies. I also managed to land a nice cat in the a.m. As you can see from my full extended arm, I had trouble squeezing the entire kitty into the frame. That's one definition of a nice fish, I guess.
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