they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Thursday, September 08, 2005

He got a big one

My little brother, Evan, lives in Denver. I miss him. He goes fishing all the time. At first, he enjoyed the view and the lakes and the mountains a lot more than the bounty of fish he wasn't catching. But, a few weeks ago, he caught 15 rainbow trout in one fishing session and happened upon a herd of elk. I guess that beats fishing in the semi-polluted Leawood, KS, streams and office park ponds. Good for you, Evan. Come home to visit soon.


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