San Pelligrino and lemon. Just chillin’ On the road, somewhere. Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile Posted via email from zenfishing’s envisionages of delightful thoughts and sorrowful realities or how I learned to love my film camera once again.

Really high. No fishing On the road, somewhere. Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile Posted via email from zenfishing’s envisionages of delightful thoughts and sorrowful realities or how I learned to love my film camera once again.

Waiting for the parade of luggage. Two good flights. Lovin the scenery. Time to fish On the road, somewhere. Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile Posted via email from zenfishing’s envisionages of delightful thoughts and sorrowful realities or how I learned to love my film camera once again....

Sitting in AA gate 25 and thankfully no crying kids like over at gate 26. Sitting next to guy with the worst combover/dye job that I’ve seen in a looong time. I just want to get on this plane and get going. I am just really needing a break. I may sleep for a week. Or not. So…

Seems that I am just frittering away the days. That happens when things are so very tight financially. Every day is a struggle. And between the elderly parents, two children in jail because of their father’s genes, and the not knowing the fate of jed’s status, time can just go by. His next...

Pounder’s kingdom. That was what the yard was. His kingdom. I miss him a lot today. On the road, somewhere. Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile Posted via email from zenfishing’s envisionages of delightful thoughts and sorrowful realities or how I learned to love my film camera once again....

Did it really go by already? I missed it. Not that it matters anyway. Sucky month with no work on. So I can forget it. The colorado trip is going to be sparse. Very sparse. Chris is getting me a car for a few days, and that is going to be big, but since I will be broke, won’t have any gas. I do...