81 million people voted for this aged, corrupt buffoon. Except that they didn't, still, many millions did. Whatev, we can all enjoy the Age of Aquarius.
Have you noticed how Wakandans invented electricity, the internal combustion engine, penicillin, the wheel, space flight itself? And let's not forget, the Age of Aquarius.
Let's hear it for South African farmers. Cheers, LSP
So, how do you celebrate the Feast of St. Nicholas of Myra? Simple, load up the rig with a couple of light rods and head out to the mighty Brazos.
Boom. Pretty much every cast a fish, it was like... like the Age of Aquarius. No kidding, I lost count.
Mostly perch but also drum, a couple of cats and curiously, baby striper. Ferocious little fish, all of them, but especially the striper. Big fun to catch when they're big and not bad when they're small. And here's the thing.
My friend Pedro was fishing silver spinners, slabs, the live perch which I gave him, and caught exactly nothing. He was going after big fish and failed.
By contrast, I was pulling the aquarian adversary out of the water every few minutes or so on a worm, small hook, two split-shot rig on a light rod. Big success, "You're rippin' 'em up, man!"
What better way to capture the pathos, the triumph, the victory, the sheer poetry of the Government Shutdown than in verse? Perhaps the haiku says it best:
Here at the Compound we're all about letting the sunshine in, thanks, LL. So we hope you enjoy this uplifting infovideo, I certainly do. But maybe you prefer this Central Park version?
Beautiful, isn't it. Well, that's Central Park for you.
I was going to post a short bucolic piece on the therapeutic pleasures of horse riding but got badly hijacked by Drudge and the ongoing scary saga of the Middle East. Will it all result in a new dawn of peace, love and freedom, like a big Woodstock in the sand?