"Fly fishing is my passion, hunting is my weakness, and mules are a perplexing addiction."

Sunday, September 9, 2012



Every so often I get slapped upside the back of the head with an overwhelming urge to write.  It’s an uncontrollable feeling that wells up inside me and demands to substantiate itself through the power of words.  When I sat down to write this month’s blog, I was in the throes of just such a feeling.  Thankfully, it has passed.

So here it is; this month’s official, "I got nuttin’ worth writing about" blog.  I have decided I will put it in whenever I have nothing worth writing about.  Don't be surprised to see it quite often.  From here on out, when my schedule requires me to deliver a new monthly blog and I don’t have anything, I'll simply say, "Ain’t got nuttin’."  I know that is incorrect grammar.  I know it just as sure as I am haunted by the ghost of Ms Ridenhour, my 3rd, 4th, and 5th grade teacher in grammar school.  And quite frankly, (if I can call you Frank) as I look over some of the other nonsense I’ve previously put up here on this blog spot, I should have written this blog a long time ago.  “And why,” you ask, “didn't I?”

I suppose it boils down to nothing more than ego and vanity.  I was bound and determined to write a new blog each month because, well... I don’t really know why, but it seemed like a good idea at the time.  My life is full of, “it seemed like a good idea at the time,” moments, and after all, that is what I write about most of the time, isn’t it?

At any rate, I'm older and wiser now and I know when I have nothing to say.  This is one of those times.  I also know that possessing this powerful knowledge is also freedom of sorts.  A freedom that allows me to get up from my chair and walk away from a blank piece of paper or computer screen that’s screaming loud enough to de-wax ear canals, that annoying voice in the back of my head hollering, “Write something, Firth!”  Its freedom from this incessant need to win your approval, and even more importantly, it is freedom from this deep-rooted, obsessive compulsion and the irresistible impulse to end each blog with a silly joke.  Joe Biden!