Only In Boulder

The title of the article about says it, Only in Boulder. It seems to me that some folks have too much time on their hands, if they have the time to come up with a new way to define the relationship between owners and pets. The woman at the center of this movement started out with great intentions, yet somehow, I think lost the plot, in trying to alter behavior through a naming convention.

To paraphrase Dennis Miller, as soon as my dog starts following me around with a plastic bag to pick up after me, we will start talking about how we are going to redefine our relationship.

The fly of the day is the, PMD CDC Dun, courtesy of Bob Bush, and the folks at Front Range Anglers.












Tight Lines,

Dave

Tweetle Dee and Twitter Dumb

I know there has been a lot of twitter bashing on television, e.g. John Stewart, and in other places, but I stumbled upon this yesterday, and it is truly funny.



Admittedly, I don't tweet, because I'm pretty sure nobody cares to know when I'm having a sandwich or I'm heading out to rugby training. I do know others who feel that twitter helps them keep in touch with their peeps. Based on the popularity of the service or medium, sardonic backlash was probably inevitable.

The fly of the day is the WD40, courtesy of the folks at Front Range Anglers. It may not look like much, but when it's midge season, this one comes in handy. I've used it in greens, greys, and black.

Tight Lines,

Dave

0 for 3

SKUNKED AGAIN

I've been out on the water 3 times so far. All I have to show for it are a couple of nibbles; no fish in hand yet for '09.

Rather than get discouraged, I'm trying to figure out the next time I can get out there and see if I can coax a fish into biting on a fly. It's a bit of a humbling experience, yet with a little luck, a temporary one.

One thing I did see that was a bit perturbing was watching a couple of morons from the tackle box crowd kill a couple of fish that could not have been more than 8 inches long. I have to ask what is the point. You might be able to make a couple of hors d'oeuvres that you can put on a cracker out of an 8 inch fish. Based on the size of the guts that these guys were using for leverage to pull in those monsters, they haven't been missing any meals lately... Anyway, I digress.

The fly of the day is the Flash Western Coachman, courtesy of the great folks down at Front Range Anglers and guest fly tier Paul Prentiss.











Tight Lines,

Dave

Why Colorado Rocks Part III

Ok,
Admittedly, I was having a bad day when I wrote my last post. Speed traps do tend to do that to me. Since then, I've noticed, that I've gone silent. We'll now it is time for my latest installment describing why it is so freakin' cool to live in Colorado.

The reasons today are the Fire and Sheriff Departments of Boulder County. On January 7, at about 2:30, my wife got the evacuation order from the fire department. A couple of fires started almost simultaneously, because of the interaction between high winds and power lines. Somewhere in about a 12 hour period, 3,000 acres of grassland went up in smoke. According to our neighbor, if a fire is going to get to our houses, it will start in the same are that this one did. The canyon configuration in our area will apparently cause a suction effect, and become a tunnel for the fire.

Thanks to the fire departments of Boulder, Left Hand Canyon, Jamestown, RockyMountain, Boulder Rural, Lafayette, and I'm sure others, only two structures were damaged, one of which was at ground zero of one of the two initial fires.

Driving around the area, it looked like a moonscape surrounding houses. The fire departments went into structure protection mode, and defended all the houses that were threatened. At one neighbor's house, you can see the scorched ground go all the way to the house.

Thankfully, the fire was stopped approximately 300 yards from our kitchen. Comparatively, the fire did not get that close, yet it's a lot closer than one wants to have their home come to a fire. Without the courageous and coordinated effort of the Fire and Sheriff's Departments, this could have gone a lot worse.

There was a pot luck Thank You gathering at the Altona Grange, the following Saturday, and the firemen I spoke to were appreciative that we showed up, but I don't think there is an adequate way to thank people who save your home. Below are a few pics.

Smoke on Horizon

Closer than you want it to get...

The fly of the day is Steve's Firefly, courtesy of the folks at Fly Anglers Online.

Tight Lines,

Dave

Why Boulder Sucks

Speed Traps on Broadway

I should fund raise for my latest ticket. I'll create a bumper sticker:

Welcome To Boulder
Home of the Speed Trap

The police must all make of their parents so proud, knowing that they hide from sight so that they can write up tickets.

Rush Limbaugh is a Big Fat (fill in blank)

Years ago, I witnessed an argument that I found quite astounding. Two of my co-workers were arguing whether the new guy was a moron or a pinhead. Each brought up valid points about why one description was more accurate than the other. While the debate was held mostly for entertainment purposes, it also demonstrated that pejorative adjectives each have their own unique application.

More than once, I've had the discussion as to whether an action made the guy who perpetrated it a dick or an asshole. That one always seems to be decided by perspective than denotation. Of course there is the age old argument about the absence of the female equivalent to being a dick. Bitch doesn't quite make it, and we will table the c-word argument, as well we should.

The purpose of this little diatribe is to provide an example, and leave it to you, as to what term most accurately applies to Rush Limbaugh. In reference to President Obama, Rush Limbaugh breaks it down to 4 words, I Hope He Fails. I guess it is lost on Mr. Limbaugh that if the President fails to clean up the current mess that he inherited, then we all fail as a country. Rush's sense of team play an patriotism are astounding. I will leave it to you to determine which favorite adjective of yours most aptly applies. Should you have any good ones, please leave a comment.



The fly of the day is the Conehead Bonehead, provided by the awesome people over at Front Range Anglers (Seemed like the most applicable fly name I could find on quick notice)

Tight Lines,

Dave

That About Says It

I've never referenced someone else's post before, but here goes. Michael Shedlock absolutely nails it with his analysis of the current economic crisis entitled Open Letter To Congress On Sharing The Pain. Somewhere along the way, people figured it out. If you are going to F* up, F* up in a big enough way so that others will have to bail your A** out.

The fly of the day is the Golden Furnace Streamer, courtesy of the nice people at Fly Anglers Online



Tight Lines,

Dave