November 28, 2009
I don’t like worms, never did. My father neither. We Mulcahys never used bait as far back as I can trace. Guess someone, my great-grandfather maybe, discovered you could blow up a whole mess of fish without even using a pole. Times have certainly changed–what with the airplanes and all–but one thing’s stayed the same. [...]
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September 26, 2009
If you’re a waiter and the kid at the table is talking about fishing with dynamite, then don’t give him crayons for his placemat. You can give him the plastic cup with the lid–the kiddie cup–but wait until you bring out everyone’s drinks, and make sure it’s your last night or make sure you’re sleeping [...]
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