tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988299562536912229.post5724750953340577568..comments2023-09-28T05:30:19.279-07:00Comments on Lee's Daily Adventure: Having a hot time?Lee Spanglerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02793240733282525356noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988299562536912229.post-15862671523112557682013-03-12T15:39:40.585-07:002013-03-12T15:39:40.585-07:00What the hell would you do with 70 vigins anyway? ...What the hell would you do with 70 vigins anyway? Heh, heh!Lowellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15305748075301453010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988299562536912229.post-32502673803896042882013-03-12T15:38:35.367-07:002013-03-12T15:38:35.367-07:00This is funny, but I tried to leave a comment earl...This is funny, but I tried to leave a comment earlier but the comment box wouldn't come up. Blogger has been giving me fits lately.<br /><br />Fishing. How many times have I spent a day on the water or hanging over a pier to come up empty-handed? Too many to count. If you were able to actually hook something bigger than a minnow, count thyself lucky!<br /><br />I like that lake although it looks rather isolated. Are there homes, resorts, etc., on the lake? I'm like you in that I would find it a bit "iffy" to be wandering about on ground that is likely to crater or blow up at any minute! :)<br /><br />Sounds like you're having fun or trying to. I discovered the other day that I spend too much time exercising my left brain and ignore, to my detriment, my right brain. <br /><br />I think your tendency is to do the same. You're doing all that heavy-duty thinking, analyzing, correcting, editing, worrying, etc., with the left brain. Perhaps if you let all that go and let your right brain take over - the right brain likes to have fun and not worry about stuff, takes each day or each moment as it comes, lays back and relaxes, etc., you'd find yourself in paradise and jump for joy. Can't promise 70 virgins, though!<br /><br />Shalom!Lowellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15305748075301453010noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988299562536912229.post-81727843979933706232013-03-11T09:28:59.515-07:002013-03-11T09:28:59.515-07:00Gorgeous scenery. I'd like to see more of the ...Gorgeous scenery. I'd like to see more of the Maori art.tapirgalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10098235462073493603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3988299562536912229.post-33823700365987564112013-03-11T00:09:33.933-07:002013-03-11T00:09:33.933-07:00Self-loathing??? You're obviously blowing you...Self-loathing??? You're obviously blowing your "defeats" by those fish way out of proportion. I thought telling stories about "the one that got away" was a time-honored tradition among fishermen. Besides, if the old-timers tell you it's an honor and a privilege just to have hooked one of those "bad boys," they know what they're talking about. They know that lake and those fish, and I doubt that they'd lie to you just to soothe your bruised ego.<br /><br />About that second picture: You must have been pretty drunk to get yourself tattooed like that...I hardly recognized you! :)<br /><br />Oh, wait a minute...<br /><br />Rakshahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11280365011937595321noreply@blogger.com