I’m fishing. Yes…fishing. It’s been been something like 2 decades since I’ve held a fishing pole and today I discover why. 1) I suck at it and b) This is intensely boring. Sitting in a beautiful, serene location with a cooler full of beer and some friends is not the worst way to spend a day but unless you’re catching fish it’s unbelievably dull. The only one catching was Don “The Fish Whisperer”. Fours poles in the water, one person catching fish. 7 of them. To top it off, once he caught 2 at once. That’s not a typo. It’s not a fish story. He caught two fish in one cast. It was ridiculous. Much like golf is a “long walk, spoiled”, fishing is “a day better spent with the cooler of beer at home, with a book”. I’m glad I tried it again in my adult life but as it is…I think I’m set for another 20 years.