Along with last night’s wind came another downed wire—right over the lid of our mailbox. If CL&P’s track record is any indication of how long it will take to fix this problem, I won’t be getting any bills for the next six months.
Today I received my first Christmas card, heard “The Little Drummer Boy” three times on the radio, and was wished “happy holidays” by a cashier. Who began the tradition of taking the fall—the best season of the year—and cutting it a month short? Didn’t we already have a white Halloween? You can all keep tressing your trees and singing your hallelujahs and sipping eggnog, but as for me, I’m still holding out for a decent remake of Halloween 2011. Trick or treat, dammit! And to my fellow procrastinators who haven’t yet purchased a single Christmas gift…unite!
Funny how Facebook is a waste of time…until he catches a 15 ½ pound, 31-inch salmon.
“You need to throw this up on Facebook for me,” was his adamant suggestion.
“Is it a king salmon?” I asked.
His response: “No, I’M the king.”
Where does size matter in any sport besides fishing? Back in the days I used to catch softballs, I don’t remember running around bragging about how big they were. Then again, maybe that’s just a bad analogy.