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
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Golden cats of spring
Okay, it doesn't look exactly spring-like and "golden" may be a bit of a stretch.
But, technically speaking, I caught the fish after the equinox. And, you must admit, the color is pretty good.
Okay, it doesn't look exactly spring-like and "golden" may be a bit of a stretch.
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