stl.

good times in STL.
however, 100 degree heat with 99% humidity...not fun.
fighting off heat stroke is very, very difficult with beer.
congrats, matty.
the highlights: albert pujols doing his usual, not getting shivved at pops at 6am, imo's, and syberg's wings.
the low lights: just the heat.

MCOTW.

happy baby daddy day.

don't you just want one?

t-minus 60-ish days until...

1. i sleep in my waders.
2. bows on mice.
3. pollywogs.
4. not being at work.
5. the river i've been dreaming about for 2 years.

rockets!

so simon's over the other day talking about "dude, rockets this and rockets that. you should do this rocket thing with us. it's more awesome than a neil diamond concert. chicks love it. it's power and speed and fuel all wrapped into a nugget of sick and twisted carnage dangling from a GI Joe-sized parachute."
the next day i got the text message designating the coordinates for the LZ.
however, sadly, i had to skip out.
i went fishing or had to brush out the dog or something? here's what i missed:

high lakes.

we kicked around in the float tubes yesterday until the wind started howling. i need a 3 weight. i also need to invent a beer stringer to drag behind the tube. and i need waders with a zipper. kicking back to shore to piss...sucks.

d.