Rowdy’s Dream Blog #337: Hooked By A Fisherman

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RowdyÕs Dream Blog #337: Hooked by a Fisherman
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I am sitting on a rocky cliff in a canyon between two streets with my boss, C, and some other guys. C wants to hike in the bigger mountains. As we leave, my other boss, E, tells me about the blood in his stool. I beg him to try psyllium.

On our way, we stop in a split-level Walgreens so I can show my friend, R, the protein powder. She tries a sample spoonful of cream-of-wheat from a green desert dish.

We then proceed east on a path up a hill near my childhood home. Two guys are practicing fly fishing in their yard. I am hooked in the back of my black fleece jacket.

"Give me back my fishing arm!" the guy says. I unhook. Now they both have their hooks in C.

"Are you going to club him too?" I ask.
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