"sunday, Sunday, SUNDAY!!!!" (in your best monster truck show announcer's voice)...

Okay, so that was probably more excitement right there than all of my Sunday combined, but that's a *GoOd ThInG*... sometimes it's nice to have nothing-in-particular on the schedule and to just, for lack of a better phrase, dick off, you know?

So anyway... that's pretty much what I did yesterday -- dicked off. And it was lovely. First, we went and fed some crickets to some fish. And I mean that literally. There was this one bream that must be an absolute MONSTER, because he took so many crickets off of my hook and I never felt a thing -- oh, he was gooooooood... We finally changed lakes, cheated, threw in some fish food, caught a catfish (probably just for the sake of accomplishment after feeling violated by the cricket-stealing bream from earlier), and then threw it back. So not only was it a good day for me, but the fish had a lucky turn of events as well. In that we did not eat him.

After that, went riding on a 4-wheeler and I am now sporting the sorest ass this side of the Mississippi. (I challenge anyone to prove me wrong on that one.) It's a real pain in the ass to have a really bony butt!!! Hee, hee...

Mud, bugs, sweat, cold beer, tree limbs smacking me in the face -- good, yummy stuff. Just your average-yet-perfect summer Sunday in the South...