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Monday: Paul Arden
Tuesday: Harps
Wednesday: Bernd Ziesche
Thursday: Mr T.
Friday: Ray
Saturday: Viking Lars
Sunday: Bruce Richards

Ronan's report

Change in the lineup this week. Paul woke up to find his head dyed canary yellow with blue stripes after a long day and night with the Druids celebrating the equinox. And in a rare flip, Lars is hiding eggs rather than unearthing long hidden relics of ancient friars. He'll be back Monday wondering where his daughter put that last egg. 3 weeks from now he'll find it, very ripe, in the back of the hackle drawer of his tying desk.

Now just suppose your fishing buddy is just too damn cheery for his own good and has been rubbing a good day in pretty heavy. No problem! Grab that pair of soggy fishy sweat-filled gloves you've been wearing all winter. Ask your friend to turn on the windshield defroster so you can dry them out. Toss the damp bombs over the vents (keep a good poker face and casually put down the window on your side). Within minutes the concentrated aquatic locker room will spread its funk through the vehicle. As his seizure begins, he might be able to lock the window control and you'll take some collatoral damage, but it'll be worth it. On a side note, this is also good for getting that Sexyloops experience of Paul's truck.

Masked bandits stuck my house last night... furry ones. While watching a flyfishing DVD the house beasts started to go nuts. Glanced out the back door to see a peeping tom racoon right at the door looking in. Occupied with this one on the treliss, I snapped a pic and got back not one pair of demon eyes, but 4 sets, one climbing the steps right next to me. I chose that moment to return to the house and watch the scrounging flea-bitten creatures through the window. Couldn't help but wonder about that fur for tying.

Cheers, Eric

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