George Adams typed:
Since I retired, (sort of), a couple of weeks ago, I have been
catching up on some home projects, as well as fishing. I own an old
colonial house with the old fashioned wooden windows, and several of
them need putty and paint. I had to go to the city the other day, so I
stopped at Home Depot on the way home. I picked up some putty, and
looked, unsuccessfuly for a can of black enamel. I spotted a young
girl who was in charge of the paint department, and explained what I
was going to do, and asked if she had any black enamel. Long pause and
blank stare. Finally she responded with, "You mean like........paint?
"Yes, just like paint", I said. She then informed me that they have to
mix all their paint, and wahat color would I like? I replied that
black would not need to be mixed. She replied that all their paint is
mixed, and that they start with a base white. I said that if they
start with white, what I would want, would be whatever they mix with
the white to get black. She said that would depend on the color I
want. At this point I was developing a strong urge to grab her scrawny
neck and squeeze till her eyes bugged out, so I simply thanked her for
her help, and left. It's little events like this thatmake me thankful
I'm on the way out instead of the way in.

Did you want "like, really pale black" or "like, bitchin' jet black?"

OBROFF: The water at the "secret spot" is still very high, so I
haven't fished it, the Willimantic is not fishing well due, ( I
think), to recent flooding. I did have a good day on the Farmington
last week, and I have been fishing a couple of spots I hadn't fished
in thirty years, with reasonable success.

I was able to squeeze a few hour on the Quaboag last Sunday morning.
L_cy St__e park was awsome - big ol' 'bows. Now, if I can just find a
way in the new 10 days to ditch these relatives who invaded during
prime-time for Spring fishing . . .
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TL,
Tim
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