Scott's Thoughts

I have got admit that I have been waiting for Scott's next blog with great anticipation. The last one, complete with spittle in route, was almost more mirth than I could handle. The follow-up blog was no less side-splitting, with the tears only just drying as I write. Truth of the matter is, Scott's blogs are pretty comforting. I know that I can count on them for something good each time he writes. And, since he is filling that important role, I can simply splash a stream of consciousness down here and call it good.

Yesterday, I took the three oldest to the Spring Valley to soak a few works and have some fun. I would highly recommend that anyone who has these plans make a good friend like George. Having three kids all fishing at the same time is as much as I can handle and having him around for encouragement was great. All the kids caught several fish each, and Em and Ry have both figured out how to cast. Rachel is another story. Her casts consisted of a pole flying forward with the bobber landing on the dock behind her. She could not figure out why that kept happening but was sure that if she practiced enough if would finally work. I was not disappointed when her hook broke off and so at least I was not digging out any hooks. Let me say that there were several near misses on all accounts, but no serious injuries in the end.

Just in time for our trip to Sun Valley to see Migel, gas is pulling some double digit gains. Not that I am that worried about it, but it just seems like someone is taking in some serious profits. I am sure it is all down to George W. somehow, either perceived or real, so just need that guy who told me all about it in the taxi to give me all the details again.