I got a call from the local Simms rep, TF.
He wanted to talk about art, design, logos and such.
I'd met him once or twice before but I didn't really know him that well. We decided to meet over some browns rising to hexagenias and then grab a beer and talk after.
TF confessed to me that though he's been able to do a fair amount of fishing (in addition to hustling his wares), but he had not yet ventured out to play the after dark hex game.
As luck would have it, a few bugs showed, one slurped, TF dropped a fly on it's head and it ate.
Check that one off your list.
It was over before it began and we retired back to his place to drink beer and talk shop.
You want a moral to the story??
Here's the message:
It seems that night fishing with somebody you don't know that well is a
brilliant idea. For one thing, if you propose night fishing and they
accept....well, you've just fast tracked the screening process.
Turns out that TF is a hell of a nice guy and can put a fly where it needs to go too.
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