Is winter almost over? Will I ever catch another fish again? Just in case, I continue to stock my boxes and checking how thick the ice sheets are at local golf courses.
My job has taken me to some interesting places, most of which you would never care about. However, this past week I found myself at a urinal and couldn’t help but notice this poster hanging above me.
Apparently my father lied to me when he taught me about dry flies and wet flies. Ignorance is bliss.
Rest assured dear friends, that soon I won’t have time for antique urinal posters and my manager’s TPS reports. My armament is almost complete, and I am anxiously awaiting my fly shipment from McTage.
