Gone Fishin'

I have successfully failed to upload fabulous photos. Stoopid Blogger. In the meantime, here's the story:

Yesterday, Fisherman Willie stopped by and we went down to the river. It was our first fishing-of-the-season. He was getting the poles out of the car and inspecting them. He looked at the handle of one and said, "Lessee...does this one have OLP on it?" I'm looking at it, trying to see the writing and he grins and says, "You know, OLP--Old Lady Pole." Hahahaha He's a kidder. While I was lollygagging, John Morgan was busy birthing a kidney stone. Ouch. He wrote a really great post about his experience about bad hypnosis. I'll be back tomorrow with my own experience of Kidney Stone Day.