The other day I was frantically summoned to run to the front window so that I could see something amazing. What could it be? Elephants at noon? A turned over beer truck? A bag of money lying in the driveway?
It was much better.
There was a guy walking in front of the house, drinking a beer, and casting for fish on the sidewalk.
Does it really get any better than this?
I watched for a while. He was having fun and I was a little jealous. He caught the same tree twice, took a sip of beer, moved on, and tried to catch it again from a new angle.
In this world of alleged woe and fleeting financial happiness I think we need more guys like this. Tree-fishing, beer drinking, sidewalk-crazy guys who just wanna have fun. I’m think urban tree fishing teams. Morning madness with mimosa’s as we cast across the driveway. Lazy afternoons spent throwing bobbers over our car hoods.
Let’s start forming teams.
And in the meantime go look out your front window. Hurry. I highly recommend it.