it got pretty cool.
Actually, wait...this morning was pretty crazy, too. I was driving over the Perrine Bridge when I saw this:
Yes, that person is outside the railing. And yes...
...he was wearing a parachute. So yeah, base jumpers are certifiably insane. I'd heard it was legal to jump off the bridge, but I still didn't believe people actually did it!
Anyway, I got my Idaho fishing license today. After my interview, I browsed the state's Fish and Game site to find a place within an hour or so where I could catch fish.
I settled upon Salmon Creek Reservoir, about 45 minutes south of Twin Falls (special thanks to my super-awesome girlfriend Tonya for leaving jelly beans in my glove compartment for the drive down!). I figured I'd set up on the shore under the shade of a tree and read while I "fished." It didn't really happen that way, as trees become few and far between the closer you get to Nevada. I got there and the lake shore looked like it hadn't seen a tree since mastodons had drank from its waters:
After an hour or so, all I was on track to catching was melanoma. So back to the car for me, and I figured since I was so close, why not check out...
And, since I had never been to Nevada before (Hooray! This makes 41 states!), I figured I may as well check out...
Don't worry, I only lost $3. But here's the great thing about Nevada: I stopped at a grocery store to get a snack for the drive home, and I learned that they sell liquor at grocery stores! Oh man, that was so cool! I mean, they had those little mini-bottles at the checkout line for impulse buyers!
So that was my Nevada experience. It lasted all of about 20 minutes, but it's changed me forever. I left feeling satisfied in a way one might feel after catching a small fish: at least it was a catch, but now you've got fish slime all over you.
I came home, did some laundry, ate some leftovers, emptied the dishwasher and wrote this. I know this one was long, so thanks for slogging through. Hope all is well. Again, comments make me feel cool (where's Fred Stapleton when you need him?), so keep 'em coming!
S
4 comments:
Maybe Mr. Stapleton doesn't know where to find you. Maybe now that you're gone and his life is devoid of any meaning he's sad and lonely. Maybe you should breathe life into his cold heart by putting a big flashing ad on the Kaimin home page. It could read something like this: Mr Stapleton! Are you sad and lonely now that your life is devoid of any meaning? You can continue to torment Sean at the following web address...!
Just a thought. not a very good one at that.
So that fish slime feeling? I'm bathing in it. But I'm glad you enjoyed your twenty minutes in the NV.
Oh, and the booze in grocery stores; coolest thing ever! Yes I am an impulse buyer and the coolest person I have met in Nevada is a gentlemen named Jose...
Sean, you manage to make Idaho seem almost interesting!
Nevada might sell liquor in grocery stores, but do they have drive-thru liquor stores?? Cuz Colorado does. Plus, our super-cool Democratic governor finally got rid of that pesky no-liquor-sales-on-Sunday law (thanks, Democratic Convention!)
Take THAT sucka!!
--Love your sis Kate
yes sean, it is wise to buy perishable groceries before you take your car in for an at-best 30-minute procedure. good talk.
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