I just took this picture of the sunset a few minutes ago. It's now 7PM and it's already quite dark. Outside, the Harrier Jets are still busy practicing night landings and they fly slowly over our sky with the roar of their powerful engines. During the day they are fun to watch,
but at night, they make everything shiver... even the bones.The sunset picture above I took while I was making another attempt at securing lunch for the next few days. This time I was a little less confident so I took 2 finger mullets with me. I still haven't tried any of the 'new' rigs that the fishing mafia gave me on Saturday. They seem to be a little more involved and right now, I just want to get something quickly and I know the finger mullets have worked for me before. The surf was a little active, not as calm as it has been in the last few days. However, with air temps in the low 70s, it was easy to be there just watching the sea birds as they also tried to secure their next meal.... We were definitely "bonding", or maybe it was "competing" for the same lunch. Enough of that! OK I have to admit that I don't seem to have the patience of a true fishermen. I may need a little more than the waves to get me to stay here. After a few minutes I was going bunkers about watching the waves, the water and the &%*$@ birds, etc. "Enough of that" I said, and headed to the house to better equip myself. I came back to the beach with an MP3 player with a built-in FM tuner, a digital camera, a magazine and a cell phone. That should keep me busy if I get bored again. In no time I was fishing again and to my surprise I felt a now all too familiar jolt on my line. Not quite a sea monster this time, but something nevertheless. I gave it the usual tug and in a second I was pulling the line with a fish attached to the other end. This time I had no audience or coach to celebrate with me. I almost lost the &%*$@ fish looking back to see if my wife was looking over, but nothing. Now I know how our children felt when they were at bat in their little league baseball games. Always looking to make a connection with our eyes to make sure they had an audience. That's exactly how I felt. Anyhow, without the audience, I had to beach the beast, well, the little fish, otherwise I would have lost my rigs (that's fisherman speak for pole and hooks). Another bluefish! This one was not as large as my prize-holder but a close second. Not bad for almost pulling my last few strands of hair just a few minutes ago.
And now to air the "dirty laundry". I wanted to test the "survey" feature of this blog so you have a chance to vote for some fun. The survey can be found in the top right corner of this blog.
Today was a warm day (74F), and as usual we went on our early morning power-walk. My wife and I, wait, I should say "my dear" wife and I are having a little difference of opinion on the goal of the early morning walks. She enjoys "contributing to society" by picking litter from every street, trail, path or waterway that we may encounter along the way. She is now leaving the house with a plastic trash bag and starts stopping at the sight of the smallest piece of litter that she could spot.
She gets a thrill of picking the trash with the hopes of single-handedly cleaning the whole island and maybe the whole country if allowed. I agree with doing such a civic-minded activity, but alternating a fast walk with stopping to dig for trash, is not my idea of a cardio-workout. I have agreed to do some of that, but if we select maybe one day of the week for picking litter and the rest for exercising. She sort of agreed with me but just today she sneaked a bag and finding litter on a nearby street, she couldn't help herself and produced a bag who knows from where. My reaction was, well, she's on her own. I'll just keep on walking and will see her at home. And so it happened. But I feel cheated since the early morning walk is my favorite time of the day, and now it's either a lonely-power-walk or a bonding-sanitary-tour of the city. Maybe my two readers can help. If you have an opinion and want to share it with us, answer the 'survey' in the right column. Let's see how this works.

1 comment:
I'll get in trouble any which way I express an opinion, so all I'm going to say is...keep up with the good work
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