Am I really that much of a joke?

I really, really, really want this checkered wading jacket:



Unfortunately, it is out of my price range.

I contacted Loop in an effort to become part of their pro staff. I figure, I am a fishing guide so it is worth a try. They laughed at me. No seriously, they laughed at me.

They are gone.

I have looked everywhere.

My Armani sunglasses have disappeared, and I have lost all hope of finding them. Why do things like this always happen to me? I was just beginning to feel comfortable and had even caught some fish while wearing them.

I hate my life.

I am stubborn to the core.

It is my way or the highway.

I am going to get political for a moment.

I would like to share with you, my friends, a nice video from Youtube. Unlike most flyfishing video, I was able to make it past the first 2 minutes.



What makes this video so nice is the complete lack of Xgames anglers doing one of 2 things:

1) Using every cliche ever spoken to describe the awesomeness of the experience.

B. Talking about how difficult, challenging and hardcore the whole adventure really was.

A picture may be worth a thousand words, but not a thousand of their words. A thousand of their words will make even the most wonderful picture common.

Your voice is not unique, your voice is all the same. Stop trying so hard.



And on a side note, Emo Guide Service has been planning a trip to fish the Kola in '10. If you would like to accompany Emo Guide Service on this trip, please write a letter expressing your interest.

It really is Hard to Find a Friend.

What does this have to do with fishing?

Nothing.

Everything.



Sometimes, an ending is better than the continuing struggle.