A rare Thursday evening post, I got in late tonight and have more than a full day tomorrow followed by a quick run to Durham to help Caroline celebrate her birthday at the Durham Museum of Life and Science on Saturday. Going to be another short weekend. My flights were late tonight, but I'm home safe and sound before midnight.
So this squirrel knows how to fly a model plane and someone is recording both the plane and the owner as he gets something out of his car? Hmmmm, not sure I'm buying the premise of this video but what the heck, I'm in! How did that squirrel learn to fly so quickly? He must be a genius, or a flying squirrel.
And kudos to the owner for the perseverance to keep running on the ground after the airborne squirrel, All right, maybe the storyline was a bit contrived. Did I mention I went to see 50 SoG?
This boat is for sale in Morehead City:
It is a Bass Tracker 17 with not only a pilot house but also a raised pilot station. I'm pretty sure if I hauled my lard arse up there it would simply fall over.
This from the Wal-Mart in Morehead City. Some of my readers are probably qualified to estimate the caliber, some aren't, but who mounts weapons under their bumper?
If you're from Rocky Mount this picture will warm the cockles of your heart:
But then again if you're from Rocky Mount you're probably looking up the word "cockles" right now. I had to look up the spelling. Anyway it's getting near time for the annual shad run, I might have to work in a couple of hours of casting, getting hung, and slipping in the mud. That is an excellent picture of those rickety old piers that used to be there, how they survived so many floods is beyond me. I saw someone................. well I saw the shadow of someone walk off one of those one night. He fell into about 6 inches of water and 3 feet of good old tumor-inducing Tar River mud. Looking back on that night I should have turned the lantern back on...............................
Last but not least, the photograph of me from the 80's that I mentioned last week. Floyd Brown took that picture somewhere out on the East Side and I always liked it. I even smiled purdy for the camera. I gave it to SWMBO and she put it in the sun room, she said she always wished I would be..........
Sorry for the blur, that is a photograph of a photograph, if you want to view it please visit Morehead City, tours are available.
Oh yeah, I ate some asparagus for supper.
OK, hope you are duly offended in oh so many ways, off to Florida next week, then I'm going to stay home for one week, I promise. Off to bed.
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Just for the record, the water was 5 feet deep and yes, 3 feet of mud if an inch. And, that 3lb catfish I was going to make sure I brought in turned out to be a 4 ft long eel whom at some point decided that he was a boa constrictor and my arm was his prey. I was sputtering, the eel was cutting off my circulation...and then from somewhere...somewhere, in the darkness of that moonless night...as I stood in the muddy water and shivered from the cold...fighting an unseen beast and searching for a light...I am almost certain I heard the distinctive sound of laughter.
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