You'd think it is enough to pay the government today, but nooooooooo!!!! Seems some black project on rainmaking paid off for the agents have been working the clouds in these parts rendering the rivers unfishable, just at the time when the large wild girls and boys take their annual sexcapade up the Nehalem. Darned if my name didn't come up on the radar screen at the most inappropriate time. You'd think probing aleins underneath Groom Lake would keep the buggers busy enough to leave innocent ol' me alone but I guess my comment on the First Lady's butt ruffled some feathers in Washington. Shoot.
Speaking of feathers, there is that darned Stellar's Jay peering in the window at me from his safe perch on the spruce. I know that damned bird has been flying out messages over the fenceline.
Remember, if THEY all aren't out to git' ya, you aren't trying hard enough.
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