Monday, October 24, 2011

Fishing

I've never been.

But I've always wanted to...

I've had a lot of people promise to take me, but nobody ever does.  We've talked about it... but it's never gone farther than that.  Correction!  I did get to look at poles several times with an ex, and I have been to a fish hatchery twice - but thats as close as I've ever come to fishing.

Can you call a fish hatchery "fishing"  when all you do is put a stick with a string and a hook down in the water and trick the fish into biting the hook, by sprinkling food at the same time??  Personally, I don't think that's such a fair fight.

I want to go REAL fishing.

I remember once when I was a lot younger, one of my uncles was taking some of my cousins out fishing and I wanted soo badly to go, but they wouldn't take me.  Apparently I talk too much.

This might be the foundation of my inexperience with fishing.  And I don't like that the closest I've come to fishing has been with a pedophile.  That needs to change.

I really can be quiet though.  It is possible...

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