We have a semi-feral cat that lives outside. It won't even set foot in the house, runs off when I come near it but let's Mrs. Chuck E comb it. She feeds the birds and we had a critter of some sort burrowing under the compost pile until the cat showed up. Now we have a mini eco-system -she feeds the birds, the cat eats the birds and other critters. We have a sharp shinned hawk that comes thru and eats birds also. I just wish the cat would get tough enough to chase off the raccoons that come thru about three times a week. I didn't have cats in the house until I met my wife so I'm invoking the 'barn cat exemption' also.

Sol, think "BIG PICTURE". It is only money in the end and you know how to make plenty more of that. The bonus is you don't have to put up with your ex all the time. You will always have an ex-wife as long as you are both still alive so get use to it. Love your kids and be civil with your soon to be ex-wife for the sake of your kids and your own mental health. Good luck finding some one to put up with your $h!t in the future for any length of time but hey who knows there might be a double-wide, jacked-up 4 wheel driving, tobacco chewing cowboy chasing old lady you just haven't found yet. Keep up the hunt.

Definition of a "good cat"; barn cat, dead cat, some one else's cat (and then maybe). Kinda like ex's!!

I'm just glad that someone finds my stuff worth repeating.

It's going to take a PERFECT fit before I go exclusive ever again. At this point in my life I'm not willing to compromise on anything. She's going to have to be a horndog, like me, she is going to have to live, eat and breath steelheading and/or snowboarding, she is going to have to smoke weed or at least be completely ambivalent about me smoking it, she can't believe in God and she must hate her mother. I think you're right, stever, I'll forever be living up to my moniker.....I'm SOL.

You never know about the perfect fit. One of the dudes in my office said he would not even date a girl unless she fit into all the right boxes. When he told me what they were I was sure that he would never find it. Sure enough he is engaged:

pulse - check
short - check
round- check
low self-esteem -check

Talk about your holy grail.

You found your's Stever(give her a hug and a kiss on the neck for me), Sol will luck into somebody(female) someday.

I'll bet I could build the perfect woman out of Playdough.

I was 28 and my wife was 18 when we got married...I was able to train her need I say more

Yeah Tim. All you need is a dog.



...and we've gone full circle.

God damn, this thread was farkin' awesome!

Hell yeah! Nice wrap up, Parker!

Fish on...

Todd

The end..............

Agreed......

That's kinda weird...

And just when you thought it was dead............

Appears to be harder to kill than Terry Schiavo.

:>)

Hey, Dan...baitcaster or spinning reel?

That ought to keep it alive for three or four more pages

Fish on...

Todd

Braid or mono for floats?

Well Todd, it's like this...........................