Thursday, April 7, 2011

The Grass

so it's april now, and in Maine that means the beginning of spring. and the beginning of spring in Maine means one or two more snowstorms of winter. but, knock on wood, i think we've gotten past those last few winter weathers and should be able to take "spring" seriously now.

been working. sitting on my ass in an office. getting paid. paying bills. trying to, anyway. this off-season has seen me in a couple temp jobs. neither of them very fun, or extremely lucrative and pretty far from satisfying. did some temp work for Leon Leonwood and met some nice people there. but in this current job, i might venture to say the most satisfying part is when the paycheck comes in. pretty sure that's it. but i'm not here to complain. the grass is always greener on the other side of the street.

maybe it's about sacrifices. i have a shitty job, but i get to see my friends all week long. pretty damn hard to catch a trout in Maine in february, but i get to ride around on snowmobiles on the ice and eat breakfast sandwiches in an ice shack. ain't no ice fishing in New Zealand in february. i said it before, but whenever you do one thing, you're not doing another. that's obvious, but i think about it. too much maybe.

maybe i've been daydreaming too much. my "to-go-to" list is the longest it has ever been. thing about that grass is that you don't get no home, no neighbors, no local pizza shop and bartender who knows your name. get that apartment and you can't fish a new river, can't drive a new road, can't put any checks on that list, every day. stay on the road and watch that bank account drop. stay put and wish you didn't.

so where's the compromise? i want it all! i want a trout stream out back that i can fish every evening. i want a week-long vacation every other week, a six-month adventure every year. i want everyone i know and love within an hour. i want a house. i want an old friend in every city i've never been to. i want a campervan. i want a fat paycheck. i want the grass i got and that grass over there.

only one thing on that list i can't get. so what good is wanting it, when i can't have it? shit, i want to be in the NBA but it just ain't happening. guess i should be more thankful of the grass i do have. it's pretty nice grass.

t-minus a month and Loocoos and i roll west. might go a little south first though. then lucas is headed up to AK for the summer and i'm headed back to the 4UR and Goose Creek. yea, lookin' forward to that grass, boy. got my boy Chrismass playin in town this weekend and i'm gonna shake what my momma gave me. got some homecooked dinner with some friends tonight. got me a good forecast and some lines to wet on saturday. got me a week before i dance with some big fish down Florida way. got me some good grass here.

and whad'ya know, there's even some Grass outside!


  1. jess, don't give up on the NBA. I hear they're looking for a guy with ankle braces!

    but in all seriousness, this made me weirdly happy. good on yah!

  2. That last picture was awesome. You got a new follower

  3. A big HELL YEAH is going out to this post