Here we are at Haiku Monday, where Fish Hack is weighing in a little late in honor of today’s distinction at being the country’s least productive business day of the year.
Post-Super Bowl hangovers and BS-ing in the coffee room on whether the 49ers got jobbed is more important than doing your job today.
Super Bowl Monday/Breaths smell like beer and nachos/Wallet filled with ones.
For you few Haiku Monday virgins out there, this is when and where Fish Hack waxes on and off non-Brazilian style about the outdoors and whatever comes to mind. Gambling always gets a nod.
Fish Hack had the Ravens but rooted for the Niners, so that non-call in the end zone could have given Fish Hack a rare double-dip by rooting for the winner and cashing on the cover.
Did hit a square at our fab friends’ annual party, which put a big enough wad of ones in Fish Hack’s back pocket that Hack would have earned VIP treatment at the Brass Rail.
Strip-club bankroll: Ones./Wallet’s too big to sit on./Throws Fish Hack’s back out.
Super Bowl hangover comes with full knowledge that millions of Americans join Southern Oregon rivers with a serious need for hydration.
A lack of rain has coastal streams too low, clear and cold for good winter steelhead fishing despite excellent returns of hatchery and wild fish.
Hope to get a little precip by Saturday, when Fish Hack plans to his the Galice stretch of the Rogue River, Hack’s home waters.
Fish your home waters/Like they owe you a steelhead./Be grateful for it.