...gone fishin'

It's our newest little obsession... trying to catch an innocent little fish. My four-year-old daughter has it as goal, and I've actually touched a worm to help her achieve it. It's a hilarious story actually... that started with a simple question to "Murray" in the Wal-mart outdoors department. "Excuse me, do you have live bait??"

He did. Great... just great. Then came the lengthy explaination of how worms differ from nightcrawlers. It came complete with dumping the little tub into a big plastic tray so we could see our 'bait' before we purchased it. Fun... really fun. You may not know it, but those worms will live in that plastic tub for up to two months if kept cool. Cool. Like, in the fridge... right alongside the cottage cheese tub? Hmmm... no. Luckily we have a fridge in the garage.

So, tonight... I put a giagantic fat nightcrawler on a hook. It was pretty cool. We didn't catch a fish... but man, the fun we had trying! Well, we did... but I don't think the worms had much fun.