Puffer Fish with some spikes
Join Date: Jan 2013
good day, gone bad... oh so bad...
I started off my day preparing for a fishing trip with my 6yr old daughter and wife tomorrow. I finally got my 1950 sears boat registered, the trailer I rebuild last summer, and I got the motor to fire! But it needed a couple parts and attention before lake ready. So I run errands boat shop, doctor at the VA, store, post office to ship my end of NPS trade. Even go shopping this evening and pick up bait, worms, some boat gear. This is gona be a great day! A group of young disabled vets who's familys get togeather to do fun family stuff. Anyway as were In the store my daughter says her tummy hurts so we get the last of what we need for the superbowl party were going to on Sunday. Just before we pull in the driveway I hear.. I'm gona throw up. My wife quickly gives her a doubled plastic shopping bag. I park, get door open just in time to watch my daughter start heaving... Half hour later it starts comin out the other end. Great just great. Nothing to do but cancel everything, the flu is going round our area and I don't want to have her infect anyone. So no fun fishing on the boat I just registered and sunk money into motor to prep. No superbowl party, guess ill have to eat all the lil smokeys wrapped in crossiants myself Damn... And a sick lil girl. Ok so on the up side she finally stopped ejecting from every oriface and is asleep. Tomorrow morning there is a gun show in town I can and will go to. I got a case of beer. I dug into the hidden compartment in my humidor and pulled out about a two year aged Liga Privada T52 cause I have no really good pipe tobacco yet. I'm smokin and drinking some beers. It could be worse, I could be the sick one (besides in the head). Funny how you can have grand plans all crushed by a microscopic virus.