This week I become *OLD* - 50.
My daughter (who turned 30 recently <snicker>) bless her heart just bought a new boat, and she and her hubby want to take me out fishing Saturday.

I haven't been in years, and all my gear (bobbers etc) stayed with my ex when I got divorced a few years ago.

Well, looks like it's license time for me, and time to pick up some bait, sinkers and bobbers. (live with it...)

When I can afford it (in this economy, god knows when that'll be) I may stumble into the flyfishing store thats a couple miles down the road. I think it's protected from my ilk with force fields though, but I'll write a report on that visit when it comes time.

Till then...
BOBBER TIME BABY...... I'm going fishing!