Game Night

The hottest part of the daytime is around the middle. It starts to cool off long before sunset. Night is different; it keeps getting colder until sunrise.Last night the news said it would be down in the 20s overnight so I knew I would probably see some ice on the road this morning since I get to work over an hour before dawn. I've never driven on ice before today. It was boring and slow, which is good I'm sure. Back in 2000 I seriously thought about buying a Tacoma pickup instead of the Corolla I ended up with. Today is one of the days that decision looks like it was a good one. I still face the occasional temptation to get an FJ Cruiser 4x when I see gas at under $1.50 a gallon, but that wont last.I recently bought a really warm hat made in a really large country in Asia. I wish I had a red star to put on the "fur" flap on the front. The label says the fur is fake. I'm sure fake is cheaper than dog so it must be true.By the way, the day before a cold snap is the wrong day to get your power bill.At first I thought they had lost a payment, but no, I'm just that soft and undisciplined.Back in San Diego, the singles group would have an occasional "Game Night ". This meant Dominoes, Hearts... games. In Texas, game night is about what's for dinner. So far I've had dove, venison sausage (which rocked), and catfish from Louisiana caught the Good Ole Cajun Boy way. No rod, reel, or boat, just hip-waders, bait and a good thick glove. Hold the bait under water till a good size cat takes your hand, then pull 'er on up and loop a chain through the gills so it wont get away.
Yes, way. Google catfish noodling