Dispatch via email:
“Walked downstream for over an hour, turned around right as the thick clouds magically disappeared, the air warmed, and the cicadas started to go crazy. I have no idea how many fish I hooked, but it was pretty ridiculous.”

Uh huh. Damn.

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February 11th, 2010 at 6:25 pm
Aw, Jesus. Not this shit again. Oh, and look, it’s sunny, too. How nice.
February 11th, 2010 at 6:46 pm
ahhhhhhh fuuuuccckkkk….
February 11th, 2010 at 11:32 pm
jkliv, you dirty dog. keep posting shit like this and i’m going to stop protecting your house while your gone. I do keep an eye one it.
February 12th, 2010 at 5:10 am
ah, that’s nothing. yesterday i got to shovel, make dinner, run to the store, go to work, and NONE of that stuff got my hands slimy! Take that Kliv!!!
February 12th, 2010 at 5:13 am
yep, that’s a taunting
February 12th, 2010 at 7:38 am
…yep, mus b nize…. jus sayin
February 12th, 2010 at 8:54 am
Where’s the snow godamnit?
Crikey
February 12th, 2010 at 9:55 am
hrmph.
February 12th, 2010 at 8:26 pm
Green on the trees????? WTF!
February 15th, 2010 at 4:42 pm
Nice. More than slightly jealous.