Thirteen days without a post.
Yes, Dear Readers, The Beast took two weeks of R&R, due partly to W&B, but he is back.
High point in the first two months of this blog: 1,542 views, due to dumbass cryptozoology story on the “Maine Mutant”.
Low point: 54 views yesterday, due to thirteen days of not adding anything to this blog.
Thoughts for the last two weeks:
1. When the hell will the grass stop growing? The Beast hates his mower and wants to retire it Forthwith. He is tired of running over pool toys scattered into the high grass like confetti by his children from previous months.
2. Is the water up here in New Hampshire going to ever cool off enough to lure trout back up off the bottom of the lakes and ponds and into dry-fly range? Will it happen before our shitty Fish & Game Department (who seems to more interested in preventing fishing than facilitating it) closes the entire season down October 15th? No wonder license sales have fallen by 50% in the past several years – why buy a coldwater license when you can only fish five months out of twelve, three of which are when the water is at its warmest?
And is it an accident the the wardens shut open water fishing off (just as it starts to get good again) in this state just as Hunting Season turns on?
3. Gas is going down, down, down. Maybe now The Beast can afford to leave his house !
4. GASP! Thirty years ago Somebody in Viginia used the “N-Word? To quote The Beast’s favorite line from the movie “The Princess Bride” – “INCONCEIVABLE!”