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Her food is delicious. I'm quite sure she neither knows, nor gives a f*** what some fat butt American "pitmaster" judges to be true BBQ and how to correctly go about making it. Or Kingsford vs lump or pellets or hickory logs. I wish we would quit with the equipment and process anxiety. We cook to have a meal. With family and friends if we're lucky.

hollybob just canoed 135 miles and you guys are talking about mediocre rock bands at a B level festival? Geez. At least Ham got out when he returned and had a fishing report Wednesday.

TroutRinger: Did you tell the outfitters what you told us? If not, please do. It will help them, really. Do it in a calm, non confrontational manner, and be specific on what you disliked, but also try to say something positive too. As anglers, we want businesses to thrive, helping all of us.

Just like "Twilight."

Crucial Info: Jet boat. Crucial Info II: Someone who has one and knows the river and how to fish it. Crucial Info III: Jet boat. Which means options.

Gauge at Kelly must be different now. Thought 11.2 would be good. Did you guys drag then, in spots? Would think fishing would be better, given conditions. Nice fish, though. Fishing couldn't have been that bad. Mmm mm mmh.

Splendid. Glad you two had a good trip together.

Blues are toast. The JVs (Blues) can't keep up with the varsity (Sharks). Too bad. Thought we were on the brink...

It does! Turns out God hates us and wants most of us to burn in hell. You would think it's a love story, forgiveness and acceptance and all. But, no. Apparently, Gods who exist in books are quite determined to punish everyone in the most horrific ways. Waiting for the movie. In the meantime: "A Confederacy of Dunces" by John Kennedy O'Toole "The Son" by Phillip Meyer "Remains of the Day" by Kazuo Ishiguro

When one is wade fishing, drainage is irrelevant, because one is, presumably, IN the water, so, there is no NEED for water to drain. Nor is quick drying of any importance. Comfort and protection is where I live. Chota wading boots with neoprene socks. Somewhat heavy, yes,(so am I though, so it works), but all day comfort and no rocks. No sandals. Chuck Taylors are more of a lifestyle "statement" than decent wading shoes, and anything with thin and flexible soles will let you feel every rock in the stream. Cheap shoes will perform like cheap shoes. Pat yourself on the back for your thrift, but your feet will tell a different story.

How would she know? She looks down in the shower and all she would see is her paunch. Must be talking about hair around her belly button.

What happened lukem?

Middle of May, everything green, and we're talking Blues hockey. Normally, it would be a crabby rant by me on the interminable length of the hockey season, Blues being out of it, but...but...yet...yet... I STILL have my Blues garden flag up. Let's Go Blues!

Or, as we like to say in the joeD household: No, thanks. I'll grab a Pop Tart at Q-T . Mitch, that picture I'm quite sure doesn't express the obvious deliciousness of that clucking madness. The foamy whiteness just begs to be slurped with unbridled gluttony. "Close your eyes and think of England."

Depends on Elliot. If he keeps the same level of play, we should be okay. Would be nice to win at home consistently for a change.

I believe in ice. In the middle of a warm sunny day, a couple days in, you'll kill for an ice cold drink. Around the campfire, in the morning after tossing and turning all night. Drinking tepid drinks days on end will wear at your soul. You might save weight and be thrifty with a water filter, you'll stay hydrated, but you won't be refreshed. Ice is your friend, not your enemy.

Expect your ice to melt sooner than expected. Dry socks.

certainly takes nice photos. now get away from BSC. bad enough we are guilted into admiring intrepid anglers catching minnows (look at the coloring! )

Or, how about Tarasenko making a play? score a goal? not disappear? Your best players are needed to be your best players. Otherwise, you are relying on others to pick up the slack, which happens infrequently.

Oooof! Harsh, brother! Yet I am not above scrubbing for that last hit.

Then why the f*** didn't they do it tonight? Explain why they seemed to be surprised by the first period Dallas energy and onslaught.

Good grief wrench. You sound like a generic pro basketball star who tells an interviewer, " ...everybody doubted me and my team..." When nobody did nothing of the sort. Aww. c'mon., are we that obvious? Let's smoke a peace pipe and talk about it. What say?

At least update your camera. 2008? 8 (EIGHT YEARS OLD?!) Haircuts and numbers don't lie.

I'm afraid we just gave their goalie confidence. I think it's inexcusable in a second round, possible series ending home game, that the Blues came out so uninspired and devoid of passion, absolutely letting the Stars dictate the action with no response. Once again, the Blues fail to accept prosperity. Great, another nail biter coming up. What are the odds winning again at Dallas? Okay, here's a lame and doubtful Lets Go Blues. No exclamation mark.