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I've been fishing twice in the past two days. That's more fishing than I've done in the past 10 years...
Yesterday I caught 3 fish and 2 crawdads. I almost want to go back just to fish for crawdads and then make a good "chowdah."
Anyway, Ely is treating me pretty good. I forgot to mention something about Ely in my last entry though: there are whore houses here! haha. One of them is called the VIP lounge or something and they have a huge sign outside of town that offers a full body shampoo to interested parties. I can only imagine what that means exactly. lol. Anyway, I thought that my coworkers might be messing with me at first, about the place being a haven for prostitutes; however, even the local folks agree that it is indeed a house of ill repute. I have this weird desire to drive by some day just so I can get a look at the type of women that work there. I guess I'm a horrible person because I think about questions more like "what kind of person (in terms of looks) would do that?" rather than "oh how horrible for them; isn't it terrible that they have been made to feel that what they do is ok?"
Oh well. I guess I am a fan of personal responsibility. Unless they have no idea whatsoever that a different lifestyle exists, they are in fact choosing their way of life. Besides, it is supposed to be the oldest profession.
I'll probably see Dubya in hell...
Anyway, I'm going out to a really nice, little lake tomorrow with my kayak in tow. That should be fun!
Yesterday I caught 3 fish and 2 crawdads. I almost want to go back just to fish for crawdads and then make a good "chowdah."
Anyway, Ely is treating me pretty good. I forgot to mention something about Ely in my last entry though: there are whore houses here! haha. One of them is called the VIP lounge or something and they have a huge sign outside of town that offers a full body shampoo to interested parties. I can only imagine what that means exactly. lol. Anyway, I thought that my coworkers might be messing with me at first, about the place being a haven for prostitutes; however, even the local folks agree that it is indeed a house of ill repute. I have this weird desire to drive by some day just so I can get a look at the type of women that work there. I guess I'm a horrible person because I think about questions more like "what kind of person (in terms of looks) would do that?" rather than "oh how horrible for them; isn't it terrible that they have been made to feel that what they do is ok?"
Oh well. I guess I am a fan of personal responsibility. Unless they have no idea whatsoever that a different lifestyle exists, they are in fact choosing their way of life. Besides, it is supposed to be the oldest profession.
I'll probably see Dubya in hell...
Anyway, I'm going out to a really nice, little lake tomorrow with my kayak in tow. That should be fun!