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Hi Tyler..you just got lucky Honky Kat wasnt lurking around with that EJ stumper..she'd have nailed it...I love Tulsa Time...before I had my heart crushed in Lauderdale..I must have been 17,wild and free...EC's cover of Tulsa Time ruled the airwaves and life was sweet...The good Lord smiled down on me today...sent me a couple of good ole Charlotte boys to fish with...Charlotte County is a trip and 1/2....The old man down the street hired out some cement work, and apparenty does not understand Charlotte county time..(which Id wager to bet, makes Tulsa time look like NY minutes) came out in the street pointing at his watch, yelling something or other..Today is one of those goreous gray cloudy days we pray for in the sub-tropics in july..I had figured on mowing the easement....I cut the motor so as my neighbor might hear himself and think better, but the country boy beat me to it, never said a word, walked around back of his truck, grabbed out his fishin rod, asked if I planned on mowing the empty lot too? would he be in my way? I laughed my approval, and couldnt resist following him to the seawall, watch him pop his lure under the big sleepy Snook , laying low, under the dock...Lucky for Mr Snook, one of the younguns ..a mountain of a boy...built hard as Dickey Betts and as big as bull.... cement work will do that ....tagged along with, and popped a second , slower than the first, much less finesse...so as I could see it...looked like a silver and black Rebel Minnow...near on top of the first.....Just enough to spook that pretty Snook...Too bad, too...the Fighting Tarpons Coach Nolan will cut that attitude problem as soon as look at him...I felt for the young man...anyway...fair warning...none of this has one darn thing to do with music....next thing you know,. a mullet comes slapping down, and this Snook streaks straight out of the sparkling water, muscular and sleek shining silvery, with that fantastic black stripe down all , looked to be 25 inches of fish, showing off his brawn..The old boy, looking like Billy Joe Shaver..turned to me and said, nice fishing with you, Yankee..which got me started laughing again...but the look he threw at the youngun, might have scared some sense into him yet....Counting my blessings ... sending good vibes and love to ya'll and listening to some pretty slide ..Ca