Saturday, June 19, 2010

Fish and visitors stink after three days. - Benjamin Franklin

So fucking true.
3 memories today:

1. Swimming out to the buoy last night. I haven't got swimming in a long time. I forgot how solid of a work out it is.

2. When the family used to go out to Anacortes to go crabbing we used the round net pots, not the fancy fold up metal trap kind, we upgraded to those later. I remember once my dad pulled up a huuuuuuge sculpin that was munching on the turkey leg bait. The sculpin didn't even move till we got it on the dock. My dad whipped out his buck knife and stabbed it between the eyes. It squirmed alot, then he twisted it, and didn't squirm anymore. Additional crab bait he called it.

I think I'm going to take up crabbing soon. Season starts July 1st.

3. The time I traded my haloween candy for game time on sean's old mac. Escape velocity for the win!