Oh-fer.

Twice I've gone fishing this week at the Dam Resevoir, and nothing. No fish. Not even a bite to get me going. If I had at least a bite, I wouldn't need the fish. I'd just go on and on about how big the battle against the "fish that got away" was. Then again, it is getting late in the season.

Tuesday with Kyle, Ben, and Brooke. And today with grandpa (sorry grandpa doesn't have a blog).

Oh, and crazy congrats to Ryan. You'z all grownz up and you'z all grownz up.