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On the way to Grundy Lake this weekend (Sudbury-ish), I drove on through Coldwater; home to none other than the Notorious D.A.N. I was going to take a picture, but I was too frustrated that the one and only gas station I found was closed, so I made a point to get the hell out of there before I was eaten alive by the rather suspect wild turkeys Andrew spotted along the road.

I'd like to live up north if not for the gasoline prices and the desolation.

Anyway, I'm back. Thank you, Dan, for keeping alive my readership.

Andrew caught a fucking four-foot-long northern pike. Holy shit. It didn't fit in our net and it ate my dad's lucky lure and then swam away, but Jesus. I could have rode that fish home if it had stuck around long enough. Tonnes of pictures soon.

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All tuckered out.

• Went fishin'. (Foto time!) Tonnes of fun. Great way to spend a holiday morning. (Soundtrack? This was in my head all morning.)
  
• Made short work of a Sudoku.
• Solved the Jumble.
• Inhaled copious amounts of fresh air.
• Wore lots of sunblock, and, as such, got only a tiny bit of a sunburn.
• Spent 4-ish (5?) days with the boy I love. We attempted the ol' horse races, but it was apparently the one night ever that they haven't had them at the track when we went Friday.
  
• Renewed my disdain for CSI. "If you're gonna roll, you pay the toll." Ho-ho. Fabulous acting, 17-year-old nowhere-goer. Then again, who am I to speak? Despise CSI, regardless.
• Finally received my birthday card from my sister and brother. So strange. Haha. Love them.
• Watched the brother dive over the back fence for no particular reason. It's possible it was the funniest fall I've seen anyone take with or without cause.
• Probably going to add myspace and last.fm info in the next few days. We'll see.