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Somebody get Ringo a snare drum or at the very least a tambourine. Paul has his bass. John and George each have a guitar...kinda feels like they hung Ringo out to dry on this one.

Did I mention that I have a nine-foot rod? I know how to get Doreen interested in fishing talk.

Overcast sky. With the exception of an occasional breeze, not much wind to speak of. Had a big stonefly hatch. The browns were really biting my little yellow sally fly...It was a good day.

Happy Mother's Day to all the special ladies out there. Sugar Britches had a wonderful first Mother's Day. And Papa Boo found out those non-toxic ink pads that you use so your little one can "sign" a card with their footprints and handprints are messier than advertised.

Congratulations Linda. You're doing great.

Congratulations Robbie. The good days are going to outnumber the bad looking forward. Reap the benefits and enjoy your newfound freedom.

Day trip planned. Heading over to Tellico Plains tomorrow. Do a bit of a road test on the Cherohala Skyway. Head over to Bald River Falls. Maddie and Cash can play in the woods. Sugar Britches can do a bit of photography. Papa Boo might even catch a few trout. East bound and down, loaded up and truckin'...

Looking for an excuse and a destination for a short road trip this weekend. We'll be going down to Florida in ten days, but I just picked up my new truck this afternoon and want to get some road miles on it. The first accessory I put in the new truck: a brand new car seat. The little gal can ride in style and comfort.

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Nice work Ace.

Congratulations Robbie.

Wonder whatever became of Lou Diamond Phillips. Back in the day, I watched those "Young Guns" movies several times.

It gets easier. Eventually, it all becomes a distant memory. You're going in the right direction Dianne. Drive on.

Happy Cinco de Mayo.

Good call PeachFuzz. Buckle up, knuckle down, and drive on.