wrote:

Macht nichts. Mark has even acted as my personal proxy at Penns.
He's actually a better fishing companion than me because he doesn't go
in for any of that poetry crap.

I dunno about that. Jeff M. is already on record saying that he
would have welcomed some poetry after spending a day listening to
Wolfgang and me talk. :-)

But since you have engaged in TRUE ROFFian NEFARIOUS ACTION with your
bald face lies about last June, let me set the record straight. Yes,
I was the first to land a fish that day, and it was a very nice
rainbow, but later that day I managed to bamboozle a few brookies as
well. And that tall chap who made the Trip for the Day (he with the
Winston rod and beguiling laugh) also hooked at least one or two,
although his methods were questionable.

You mean he's a .... [wait for it] ... nymph fisherman?!


Chuck Vance (oh, the humanity)