"The Saga Of The Hat Has Begun.....

I really, hope, that this all comes off as Joe V. envisioned it!?!
(I’m sure it will, if everyone keeps the hat moving!)
But, “HERE GOES”… the launching of…
“The Saga of the Traveling Trilene Hat”!!
(Personal disclaimer… if pictured viewed, by small children or ladies I will not be held responsible for any illnesses, either physical or pertaining to mental trauma)

You’re not nearly as ugly as Doug said you were. LMAO

Gee, thanks. (I think).
However, Joe… if you’ll kindly read the post on the “Shipping Shock”,post, (my last entry), I think you’ll be more likely able to understand some of DShock’s comments!?

I don’t know Joe, it could be the lighting!!
Hmmmmmm…maybe that’s why the sunglasses!??

Well, ((I)) certainly wasn’t going to be the one to bring up the sunglasses, but dang it all anyway… the very SECOND I put on that Trilene hat… I’m tell’in ya’, Jack… I was dang happy, that I had my front AND my back door DEAD BOLTED, which kept the scream’in fans out of the house!!

There’s a big window, right above my tying table, there, which luckily doesn’t show in the picture!!! All you would’a seen, then, was I’d guess to be close to a 100 eager faces plastered against that window glass… all begging and pleading for my autograph!! I’m not kidding, I was NEVER so happy to get “get rid of sum’pin” as I was that HAT today at the post office!!
I truly PITY, poor Joe V., for being the next in line! And, anyone else… that gets the hat after him!!!

Okay,so obviously, THAT BS isn’t gonna fly, huh? Well, if you noticed the “landing strip, like lighting set up”, on my tying table… all but one of those lights are newly set up. The meds, I now have to take, work against each other, sort of, where I need a LOt of light to see my vise, the… the sunglasses to protect my eyes, because the meds that rob my vision, also mess up the way my eyes react to bright lighting!! (if, anyone, understands, what I just said, please PM me and explain to me so I’ll understand it, too!?)

“Shack Nasties”, yep, for sure!! Paul, you got to come to Tennessee for some fishin’ and you can throw all those meds away! Plan a trip for Feburary and help me complete my “12th Month in a Row”! We could get the NB’s here for a real party!!

Paul,
Look on www.webmd.com and click on Bipolar Disorder,Heartburn, Hypertension, Menopause, Osteoporosis or Stroke. Hopefully you can get some answers! If that doesn’t work, maybe there is a med that can counteract the meds your using. That’s gonna cost ya though!
Doug

Jack, ALLLLLL kidding aside, (for ONCE!), you have NO IDEA how I’d more than LOVE to crap can all the meds I have to take!!
I’d also, love to return to beautiful Tennessee, once again before it’s too late.
Even tho’, born in Ohio, (God, PLEASE don’t tell Terror Tubber, or, Joe V.that!!)… I lived in Cookeville, Tennessee, from age 7 until I was nearly housebroke.
Since, then, I’ve lived in New York, Seattle, the backwoods of Idee-hoe, Phoenix and of course, Ory-gon for a long wile.
But off all those places, Jack, Tennessee has always been the most favorite of the places I’ve lived. The country, the people… can’t beat 'em!!
My Dad, was born in Cookeville, that’s how I ended up there.
“Gampaw” ran shine, (my father, drove, when a boy), around what they called “The Circuit”… Cookeville, to Baxter, up to McCoinville, down to Monterey, then “home” again!!
Yeah… "Fishi’in again, in Tennesee, with you my friend, would be a dream come true!

Gee, THANKS, as always Dougy!! I swear, don’t know WHAT I’D DO, without the “HELP” you’re always giving me!!
I tried a "peanut butter and Midol milkshake, on someone’s recommendation, earlier today. It didn’t help, with the vision problems, but I HAVE stopped being so “B***tchy” this evening and have also had this really strong urge to “go shopping and buy a few new pair of shoes”!??
Speaking of which…what’dya think of a low slung pump, maybe in a “Muave”, to go with my new Chota waders!?!

Paul,
Just say the word and I’ll look up some more stuff for ya! FREE OF CHARGE!
Doug

You’re uhhhhh “Kindness to me”, NEVER ceases to amaze me, my dear friend!
So, THAT said, answer me this…
"If vegetarians eat vegetables what do humanitarians eat?

Anyone who disagrees with their philosophy!

Paul,
I have a question? You have lived in;

  1. Cookeville Tenn.
  2. New York
  3. Seattle
  4. Idee-hoe (backwoods)
  5. Phoenix (what the H for?)
  6. Ory-gon (saved the best for last!!)
    How many of these places were you arrested, kicked out of or basically banned from?
    Thanks,
    Doug

Hmmmmmm, let’s see now…
Uhhhh well, in Cookeville I was barely housebroke, when I lived there, so I think about all my “activities” while there were misdemeanors.
New York… does; “asked to leave, before dawn”, constitute the SAME as “kicked out of”?? I’ve never really ASKED to go back, but I don’t think I’m “banned” from the city, really.
“I-deer-hoe”, was COMPLETELY not my fault!!! The Velcro chaps, were NOT mine, NEITHER were the knee hight rubber boots and I don’t know HOW that stuff got into MY pickup, in the first place!!?! The only “good thing” to come from living up there,(besides the out of this world dry fly water!), was leaving a wife or two behind when I “asked to relocate”. (“2nd. wife”?, “3rd.”? I can’t remember, and I don’t think it matters anyway). I AM allowed to “return to the state”, the courts finally decided.
THANKFULLY, you have to be arrested NINE TIMES, before they won’t let you back in the state. So, with that, I’ve got at least 2 more fishing trips I can make, before I’m banned all together!

Phoenix, was probably THE shortest of my residences.Arrived in Tempe in February, it was 85 degrees in the shade. June 1st. rolled around and June 3rd, I was outta there!
Gorgeous, city, nice country side. But, I simply could NOT adjust to their way of fishing!! On my first trip, out, I asked at a local fly shop the usual questions and was told to simply; “Look for the dust devils!! Those little tornado like swirling things, are a SURE BET that there’s fish working the stream bed!! Why, SOMETIMES they can get SO HUNGRY, my friend, that you’ll see the dust clouds of 4-5 big fish working… from a half mile away!”
I wasn’t actually BANNED from Phoenix, really, either. Thank God, the rubber knee high boots, in my truck, were a size 9 and I wear a 13. And, even the Sheriff made the comment, that “Only a MIDGET could wear Velcro chaps THIS SMALL!”
I may have also left a divorce decree behind me, there, in Phoenix/Tempe, but that “wine” they make from cactus juice, Iguana stool and orange marmalade, has a real “after effect” to it, so I can’t swear to that for sure.

Then, of COURSE, I had to find my way back to “The True Eden”…!
I’ve YET to grow up, but I have, mainly “aged” here in this great state. I’ve been living in Or-y-gun now, long enough too that almost ALL the old arrest records and forced banishments have long been forgotten. At least, the OLD ones have I should say.
After traveling around and living in different places, fishing in different places, it was great to come back to something so familiar. Not too many people, but enough. Not too crowded, but getting there. (I was moved back here, for over two years, in fact before I finally ran into an ex-wife!?!).
Once, back though I tried living in the state’s largest city, but then I met my pillow mate and she luckily, coerced me into moving down here to the beach. We married, bought a chunk of land, a house, and still today…she’ll ask me out of the blue… “You haven’t been fishing, for a few days, have you? Why not? Why don’t you call Henry, or Bishop, and see if you boys can put together a trip for a few days!?”
As fate and luck, will sometimes do when things are going so great… “life happens, when least expected”. Which of late, is what’s happening right now.
But, I’m through, moving around. I’ve seen enough, done enough and besides… there’s a 9 acre bass lake, right across the road from the house and I can watch the LMs feeding on bugs and such, from my living room window!!
As long as the officials don’t find out, that I’ve moved back, I think I’ll hang around here a little while, longer!??!!

Paul,
".she’ll ask me out of the blue… “You haven’t been fishing, for a few days, have you? Why not? Why don’t you call Henry, or Bishop, and see if you boys can put together a trip for a few days!?”
Your wife sees you pacing back and forth in front of the window and in self defense she prods you to go fishing???
I’m glad your not a fugitive from justice!
Thanks,
Doug

So, Doug… Ya’ think it’s only “self preservation”, instead of; "My being so dad-burn lovable, sweet, shy, coy, cute, demure… that she just WANTS me to go out and enjoy myself??
I do know, that it’s NOT me “pacing”, back and forth. I just never have been one to “pace” when worried,anxious, excited, whatever. Now, MAYBE, it’s the row after row of teeth marks,left in the window frames, that gives her an indication I “need to get out”, who knows!?! (Especially since, we have all aluminum window frames)
I, DO KNOW, that she buys Windex by the Costco bulk size to keep the windows in the house clean from tears and tongue smears left on occasion.
Maybe, you’re right. Maybe it’s all just really “self preservation” or WORSE “self defense”, that makes her shove me out the door on a regular basis!?!

Also, in your first post, about my various residences… you didn’t MENTION ANY THING about “whether or not, I’m on the lamb”!?! You only asked me about “arrests, banishments and bring kicked out”, from various locations I’ve called “home”.
Well, it’s too late to get into all of THAT tonight!! Maybe next time!?!

Also, in your first post, about my various residences… you didn’t MENTION ANY THING about “whether or not, I’m on the lamb”!?! You only asked me about “arrests, banishments and bring kicked out”, from various locations I’ve called “home”.
Well, it’s too late to get into all of THAT tonight!! Maybe next time!?!
Paul,
I’m not too worried about that, since your all the way over in Astoria! What’s that phrase? “In like a lion & out on the Lamb?” I’ve had a few neighbors that were fugitives and OH! What FUN it is when the Sheriff comes by and collects them! Just put everything in your Wife’s name and stay under cover!
Doug P.S. And stay out of the Biker Bars!

Doug,
Since you’re one of only two?, that know of my “Christmas Eve News”, and you mentioned “Put everything in your wife’s name…”.
Well, THAT gave me a verysudden, scary thought!!!
WHAT IF, (in like several months from now), my bride sells all my fly fishing AND all my fly tying, gear… for the prices I’ve told her I’d paid for most of it???

Now, granted, ONE good thing in HER favor, if she sells my gear at those prices… she won’t make enough to where she’ll have to pay any tax on it!!!

Paul,
A while back there was a post titled something like “What is going to happen to your fishing stuff after your gone?” I can assure you that there will be no Garage Sale featuring my FF stuff! “Is that Ross Reel only $1.50!!!??” NO WAY!
Doug

Lets see, I count three lights hovering over that vice. No wonder you are wearing shades.