Today’s Fishing Conversation

Today’s Fishing Conversation

I’m not a fisherman.  I think I’ve caught 5 fish my whole life.  My grandpa used to live on a river so we would go bass fishing now and then.

Last night I got a call from a friend.  They had joined a competitive fishing event and needed a 6th guy.  I told him that I don’t know a rod from a reel, but I’d be happy to experience it with them.

I woke up this morning at 4:00 am.  I’m tired.  But I had a great time.  It was intense.  The boat captain was yelling out orders and I was feverishly trying to comply, learn and enjoy all at once.  I had a lot of people helping me.

I caught a monster salmon.  I had a hard time getting it in.  The boat captain was barking at me to “lift and drop then reel” or some crazy fisherman language that wasn’t making any sense.  Frankly, the rod was resting right on my belly button and wasn’t very comfortable.  Finally, I hauled it close enough for the captain, my captain, to corral it in his net.

Along with being competitive it was also a “Save the Salmon” event.  We caught the fish and a wildlife organization transported the fish to a hatchery.  Or something like that.  I don’t know the details.

The friend who invited me to go, also sat next to me on the boat.

One of our conversations went like this:

“Hey Levi, do you want a salted nut roll”, he asked.

“No thank you.” I responded.  Even though I was really hungry and I haven’t had one of those nut rolls for a really long time and I miss the salt and sweet combo.

“What are you one of those no sugar zealots?” He quizzically asked, in a semi sarcastic tone, but good natured.

He of course doesn’t know that I have this blog or that I am streaking close to 100 days without sugar.

“Nah, just not hungry.” I replied, though starving.

It was kind of a lie.  But it was awfully empowering.  He didn’t need to know and I didn’t need to advocate a no-sugar lifestyle everyday and to everyone.  I can be chill.  That’s a pretty powerful Buddhist philosophy, to gain power by being still with what works for us.  Proselytizing all the time can be draining, weaken our resolve and flat out annoying.

I just wanted to enjoy our time fishing.

And we did.


We also went to Joker the other night.

Here is my review:

Warning: Spoilers

I normally don’t watch these twisted, psychological, dark and dreary type of movies. But, my friends wanted a boys’ night out and I wanted to go.

I was hooked from the beginning. The subtlety, the introspection, the clues revealing a tormented inner conscious. I never really did take my eyes off of the big screen, except for the three brutal killings that were too much for me to endure. I shielded my eyes with my buttered up popcorn hands.

Other than those scenes, I was glued from start to finish.

However, I had one hangup, with Joker as a leader. If he was going for Machiavelli, he failed. Napoleon he was not. He lacked the leadership quality that I would expect of an effective villain. I wanted to get behind his plundering and nefarious motivation, but he didn’t hook me. Maybe a reading of Covey or Kabat-Zinn or even Thoreau would inspire the Joker to be less of an opportunist and more of a deliberate, Genghis Khan like figure.

He didn’t earn the role of villain. He fell into it.

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