Had to re-post this.
Nick's rebuttal to a remark Robbins made on an ice fishing post I made last January:
Did you just write a love letter to frozen water?
(Jesse later returned to the US, put on his cleanest shirt and drove out to Moosehead Lake—the site of so many memories.
After walking out beneath the blue moonlight, he stooped, kneeled, took out his portable drill and wooed his frozen princess.
After making love with much tears and passion, Jesse took his laptop from his truck,set out a blanket, and he and the lake stayed up, holding each other and watching The Notebook.)
What? It's a slow day at work.
January 15, 2010 3:21 PM