Well, Shit. We Won.
I was parked on the windy shoulder of the 138 freeway, probably not the most ideal spot for vehicles and trailers to be sitting in the dark. The main gate for the lake isn’t...
Monthly Archive: September 2026
The Fukushima Ceiling Fan, the $2.50 Trailer & the Corn-Garlic Incident
There are days you go fishing with a plan. And then there are days you go fishing to experiment. And sometimes, that experiment tells you to go fuck yourself. Yesterday was somewhere in between....
I Finally Figured Out the Damn Seawalls
I launched late, around 10 a.m. No sense in waking up before the crack of dawn on a workday, no less. I have more sense than that. Besides, this was supposed to be a...
