The Morons in My Fly Fishing Spot

The workday had worn on me. Meeting after meeting after meeting. Lawsuits, RIFs, and arguing logic with illogical people had me defeated. Maybe it was time to look for different work. Maybe it was time to just drink a beer and forget about the day. I called my wife from my little commuter car and did my best to muster Continue Reading

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