Another week has past and I have not found myself wading in any trout filled streams. My intention is to go fishing. But I find myself wading in a stream of blogs and internet folly.

I will try to get away from my computer and concentrate on casting a fly line.

This weekend I'm headed for the Catskills. There I may be able to invest some time in trout wrestling

What else can I say.....

"Can you pull in the leviathan with a fishhook, or tie down his tongue with a rope?

Can you put a cord through his nose, or pierce his jaw with a hook?

Will he keep begging you for mercy? Will he speak to you with gentle words?

Will he make an agreement with you, for you to take him as your slave for life?

Can you make a pet of him like a bird, or put him on a leash for your girls?

Will traders barter for him? Will they divide him up among the merchants?

Can you fill his hide with harpoons, or his head with fishing spears?

If you lay a hand on him, you will remember the struggle and never do it again!

Any hope of subduing him is false; the mere sight of him is overpowering.

No one is fierce enough to rouse him."

What I do

This is what I do. I fish!