I’m in a very good state of mind after a wonderful day of fishing at the farm in Alex, Oklahoma yesterday. The cool front which rolled into Oklahoma was spectacular with it kick starting the fishing as it remained cloudy and cool the entire afternoon in southwest Oklahoma.
I love the solitude of those two-hundred acres. It’s like escaping from the world and shutting out all of the extraneous bullshit around us. The rolling pastures with the trees, the cattle, the two ponds, the mini-canyons and crevices of the land, and just the untouched for the most part majesty of the land is a place I’ve always loved to hide away from the world and just be alone with my thoughts.
It was a good fishing day. I caught around a dozen bluegill the size of my hand and six black bass about a pound each. Then, at the end–I scattered five pounds of floating catfish food on the water and watched the huge channel cat come in and feed. When those forked tails break the water it’s like Jaws. My grandson will freak out when he see this the first time.
I have my sixth Pet Scan later this morning since I’ve been on the cancer journey. Both Dr. Showalter and I expect it to be an A+ along with a PSA count now at 2 versus 1,212 when the Stage 4 journey began.
It’s all beautiful. MJ’s cup runneth over. I have been blessed. Truly.
I love this song. My old buddy, the placekicker at John Marshall High, Rod ‘The Mule’ Carter used to play this in the locker rook to get every one juiced up. That plus Sly and the Family Stone.
Plus, MJ has the best positioned blog to cover the OKC Thunder-Denver Nugget battles next NBA season.
Plus, Margaret Hoover will have a new episode tonight at 8:30pm on PBS. What more could a guy ask for?
Life is good.
MJ