Lone Star Parson

  This used to be a country Texas blog, so what happened? Got diverted by geostrat above my paygrade and egregious liturgical and doctrinal ...

  Thanks to the Government shutdown I was able to get out and fish ( What? Ed. ) on the mighty Brazos. Well, Lake Whitney's dam spillwa...

  Fishing was slow today. There we were, on the banks of Lake Whitney in the afternoon sun of a November Texan afternoon. Cast, retrieve, be...

  There was a plan, and a dam good one. Viz. Go fishing on Lake Whitney this morning. So what happened, you ask in questioning wonder . I...

  OK, there's only so much Taylor Swift Jihad, Rwandan savagery, Big Brother Rainbow Stasi, US Clownshow politics a man can take. So wha...

  So, what'd you do today, so-called LSP, if that's your real name, which we doubt. Well, nothing complicated, a morning visit to t...

  Movement, says the Philosopher, is a sign of life and that in mind I loaded a couple of rods in the rig and moved off to the lake. Yes, I ...

  The sky was beginning to lighten as I got to the marina, in search of piscine adventure. "G'morning, gentlemen," and then we...

  Don't get me wrong, catching perch is fun but catching striper is awesome. There we were after Mass, pitting wits and worms against ju...

The point? The point of what, so-called "LSP"? The point of the marina where I like to fish, and it may seem counter-intu...

Do you feel our nation's at a turning point, a crisis, an existential decision which freedom-loving patriots have to make against...

You don't have to own a boat to go boating, but it helps to have friends who do. Friends like J, who works LE consultancy when he ...

The sun shone down on the mighty Brazos like the hand of God and we had the Lake Whitney dam spillway pretty much to ourselves. An ausp...