I JUST WANT TO FISH

Twenty weeks.

Twenty weeks of pure bliss. 

Bliss and fish that is.

Twenty weeks ago I was laid off.   Not a victim of the economy and lack of work mind you, but rather a beneficiary.

That has now come to an end.  Tomorrow I start a new job. 
Our society mandates it. 
Our society requires it. 
I got a taste of retirement. 
I can't retire just yet...but someday, someday.

I fished my butt off and had a blast. 

I met some new friends and had a chance to fish and share with them. 

I fished more in the last twenty weeks than I've ever been able to in my entire life. 

I loved every minute of it. 

I caught big fish...

I caught little fish...

and fish in between,

the good eaters.

If this new job doesn't work out for me...
then I think I'll just stick to fishin'!

WORKING MAN

I get up at seven, yeah

And I go to work at nine

I got no time for livin'

Yes, I'm workin' all the time

It seems to me

I could live my life

A lot better than I think I am

I guess that's why they call me

They call me the working man

They call me the working man

I guess that's what I am

I get home at five o'clock

And I take myself out a nice, cold beer

Always seem to be wonderin'

Why there's nothin' goin' down here

Well, they call me the working man

I guess that's what I am

Tight lines.

I just want to fish!

Wish me luck.

Fish on, fish H8 me.

Raz

I JUST WANT TO FISH