A knock on my hotel door. Outside is Elite Bassmaster pro Brian Clark. In his hand is a drained iPod.
A man's best friend is his dog — a charcoal broiled foot long with mustard, relish and a hot sauce that melts fillings. If not for barbecue sauce there would be no reason for chickens.
A few days back, I was sitting at a picnic table with Skeet Reese when I asked him if he had ever experienced euphoria.
Somewhere in Shreveport a security guard is shaking his head. He's tellin' the wife a Classic story of his own.In security guard school, they don't train you for this: A Close Encounter of the db Kind.
If you have to wear a flashlight strapped to your forehead, and you're not a mile down in a mine, you shouldn't be doing what it is you're doing, which is getting tackle ready to catch fish, which a respected biologist kid I know in middle school told me are not even awake at first safe light.
The R-word wins when the boats stay on the banks. The R-word wins when the boat trailers stay in the driveway. There IS NO OTHER CHOICE but to take to the water. Anything short of that, and the recession wins.
Last year, DCF finalized 600 adoptions! So Javi, and the children of the Heart Gallery, I know you are waiting and desperately seeking a family, but you need to know one of the greatest gifts we can give each other is hope.
In a dim garage on a cold November day, inside a crumpled newspaper insert, five words jumped out at me: a strong passion for fishing. Javier is in the sixth grade, and he has been in the care of DCF since 2002, when his parents "severed" their ties to him.
Professional Bass Caddy, Steven Wells is the kind of guy that if you are in trouble, you would like to have him next to you. He is completely devoted to his wife Pamela Martin-Wells.
There it stood in all its glory: heap upon heap of the fluffy motherload, sitting there all proud in some sort of huge martini/margarita shiny glass. We're at the Women's Bassmaster Championship and that there is some championship DESSERT.