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August 08, 2005if you haven't, you should*1) Go crabbing. Catch a bunch of 'em, take them home, cook 'em and eat 'em. *2) Make a Low Country Boil and eat it outside on a picnic table with your friends. *3) Learn to throw a cast net. *4) Do some target shooting with your buddies. Argue about who is the best shot. Sit around, bitch and cuss and clean the guns when you're finished shooting. *5) Start a blog. It just might change your life. *6) Take a kid fishing. *7) Plant a garden. I'm not talking about a couple of tomato plants in pots. Till some ground. Work your fingers into it. Plant some stuff and watch it grow. Fight the bugs, the pests and the weather. Then pick your bounty when it's ripe and eat it all. That's the best food you'll ever taste. *8) Hug your mama the next chance you have. *9) Be loyal to your friends, but understand who they really are. I once thought I had a lot of friends. But as I grew older, I realized that I had a lot of aquaintences and very few friends. There's a big difference. Learn to tell them apart. *10) Have at least ONE DAMN GOOD DOG in your life. A good dog is one critter who loves you unconditionally, who will obey your commands and give up his life for you out of pure loyalty. Any boy who never has one is missing something important. No fucking cat will ever do what a dog will. Cats are aristocrats. Dogs are good ole boys. That's MY humble opinion.
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Got everything covered but #5 cauuse it's alot easier being a snarky comment maker than daily laying "it out on the line." Color me coward...or more likely color me lazy. Posted by: Maggie on August 8, 2005 06:54 PM*1) Go crabbing. Okay...I have accomplished all but the 3 things above. Not bad for a "city girl", if I do say so myself! Done them all. Still have a damn good dog, a damn good cat and several damn good guns. If you get a young kitten and raise it amongst 3 basset hounds and an english bulldog, it thinks it is a dog not an aristocrat like other cats. The damn cat curls up on the blanket with the dogs and sleeps on top of them sometime. Posted by: assrot on August 8, 2005 07:23 PM#1 Done it a few times at Port Aransas re: #10 Once I was getting a thrashing from my dad - based on my recollections, one I most likely deserved. Anyways, my dog apparently felt that I'd received plenty for my infraction and jumped in between my dad and me. As I was watching that short little Dago tear down the hall after my dog, I could only mumble my appreciation. "Thanks, Westie." Posted by: brian on August 8, 2005 07:59 PMYou got a lot of things right, but most of all about #10. No boy's upbringing is complete unless that boy has had a dog. I can tell which of my friends have had dog's and which haven't, and having had a dog I can tell you that there is nothing that compares. Give me a dog over a cat anyday. In fact, the day I become a father is the day I become a labrador owner too. Posted by: Roy Kittrell on August 8, 2005 08:14 PMI've only done 5,6, and 7. I'm pathetic :( Posted by: livey on August 8, 2005 08:58 PMand 10 Posted by: livey on August 8, 2005 10:04 PMFucking Sweet!!!! You've got me thinking, although 8 is past. Posted by: Yabu on August 8, 2005 10:17 PMDone 'em all, don't do #1 anymore- I know what they eat (and I'm lazy)- I lived in Port A for 15 years. Fuck crabs, the pinchy bastards, I'd rather seine up a few pots of crawdads any day. Crawdads and beer, and your farts will set the dog on fire. Posted by: Bane on August 8, 2005 11:08 PM#10 One? Hell, A-Man, maybe One at a time. It hurts like hell when they die but I don't like being without a good dog. It doesn't feel right. House feels empty. Posted by: Adam Lawson on August 8, 2005 11:33 PM"Cats are aristocrats"???? You need to look at stuffonmycat.com Posted by: Suz on August 9, 2005 01:06 AM"Dogs have masters, cats have staff". Ummm, yeah-- me: 5, 8, 9, 10. I couldn't garden to save my life. Caught some crabs in college. They were way too small to eat. Just killed 'em with some special shampoo. Does that count toward #1? Posted by: hoosierboy on August 9, 2005 11:11 AMDang, Hoosierboy! Did you know that if you go east or west you will eventually run in to a big ocean? And they aren't the same ocean either, boy. As to the list, done them all but Mom's past away and I've got a nasty allergy re. dog. Still love them both, though. Posted by: joated on August 9, 2005 12:24 PMCats never got over being worshipped in Ancient Egypt. Posted by: Indigo on August 9, 2005 08:44 PMPost a comment
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