In line with previous rec. buddy of mine from high school took me tog fishin the other day. It was great he said no one else be took was as zealous with cutting/baiting the crab i said it was in my blood (portuguese.) anyway theyre nice to fish for albeit ugly as hell with human-like chompers. I nearly caught one but i lost composure and so he got off the hook before i could bring him over the fence. Must have been at least 5 pounds my buddy disagrees says i wouldnt know a five pound fish. I was really embarassed to tell my family i caught one but didnt catch one because a win is a win and a loss is a loss. Anyway go toggin with ur buddy sometime.
just got left alone with a rod, no net, pissed and in my pyjamas, just me shouting HELP dad NiCK hELP someONE?? across the marina with this stonker of a bream in my graspโฆ safe to say I did NOT kiss this one!!
just look at me up there. the guy we paid to be our guide had many swarthy stories and while he didn't teach us to fish (his rig involved a robotic arm with a switch that dragged the line below the water), he did mutter and yell and divulge many details of his divorce.
Obviously play with your cat. But if you play with your cat ten minutes before meals you simulate the natural hunting instinct. Curbs misdirected aggression and also I think makes them enjoy their food more. Just my two cents.. that Jackson Galaxy agrees with.
Me and my girlfriend have been getting into tennis its so fun. Your body moves in a really great way when you play and makes you feel glad. I still suck but am starting to be able to get a volley going from the backline. It is a good feeling to hit that ball right and run around. Almost as good as soccer.