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After I notched another trade show under my belt, I reflected on the show and what I like about the fishing industry. As I chatted with one of the show company employee she relayed that she had never been fishing or hunting. I felt sorry for she has not seen the world wake up or the struggle for life in a secluded back water creek. Then the reflection turned to why I wanted her to see these things. Life is a struggle and to view it is not to live it. We as outdoorsman see the world in its most primal state and yet we find beauty in the fight for life. Every aspect of our fishing and hunting sport takes advantage of the basic survival instinct. Are morbid spectators or “top of the food chain”? Everyone has a different answer to that question. For me I can only say that I am a part of the dance, I in no way live in the disillusion that I am top of the feed chain.   Even in all its savage glory the circle of life is a beautiful dance in and of itself. This is the part of the fishing and

I guess Lee Ann Womack nailed it when she belted that song out. How many times have we been there? We say we are not going to fall for someone and then out of the blue, one little smile and its all out the window. Before we know what has happened we are picking ourselves up off the floor in pieces. More times that I would like to say, I have been hurt by caring too much.   Even more times than that I have sworn that I would not care and I would be ok with this one. Yet I continue to get hurt and am a friend to many who do the same thing. Is it so bad? I would rather go through life with pain than to live with nothing. Pain reminds me I am alive and that I still care. It is a burden to bare a life lived without emotions. We are creatures of love and compassion. We live our lives trying to be a part of something and more of that time is spent trying to care. We gauge ourselves and others on how they care. We almost set ourselves up to cause and feel pain. Many even try to end things so

OMG!!!!! This weather is great. It has been warm this summer and I do luv the heat but man it was hard to get outta bed this morning. It was 60ish in the house heave blanket on the bed and I really had to drag my butt out of the bed. Is is the fact that we are comfortable (cause it sux to try n sleep in the heat)? Or just the fall/winter season taking its toll? Either way it is so nice to be snuggly and warm in bed with no real place to be. Now if only I could get a job that would let me sleep all day. Maybe Sleep Number needs a field tester. Soon I will be off to sleep n a cold room with a heavy layer of blankets!!!!!! Rock on cold, bring it!!!!