tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post3953486594429385988..comments2023-09-25T08:36:27.625-04:00Comments on Mike's Gone Fishin'... Again: The Photo Bin - January 2015Mike Sepelakhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-48281527588614038172015-02-10T08:30:10.358-05:002015-02-10T08:30:10.358-05:00And that dude would enjoy the company, Michael.
...And that dude would enjoy the company, Michael. <br /><br />Good eyes on the beer bottle. It's part of my odd collection of mementoes, a bottle of <i>Coon Rock Cream Ale</i> from <i>Lake Louie Brewing</i> that returned with me from my first visit to the Driftless Area in Wisconsin where I fished with my buddy Len Harris. Good times.Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-21200219789753719632015-02-09T18:57:50.115-05:002015-02-09T18:57:50.115-05:00Hell, I'd fish with that dude :)
What's t...Hell, I'd fish with that dude :)<br /><br />What's the brew? Do I spy a pic of an educated fish on the bottle? Mike C.W.https://www.blogger.com/profile/01250187537397316521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-86012064584534506132015-02-07T11:05:34.469-05:002015-02-07T11:05:34.469-05:00I resemble that remark, Mel!I resemble that remark, Mel!Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-4728846179253382882015-02-07T00:10:53.272-05:002015-02-07T00:10:53.272-05:00Mike, I am late getting around to the latest round...Mike, I am late getting around to the latest round of BlogBuddy posts. Just wanted to say that I think this selfie is casually a classic! Like you, I am tired of all the Selfies that flood media and social networks. This one fits the right into the "Ol' Geezer" museum.Melhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15787242134608887555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-73830616013222255932015-02-05T11:37:51.963-05:002015-02-05T11:37:51.963-05:00You betcha, Jason. Soon!You betcha, Jason. Soon!Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-22233294138281894912015-02-05T11:03:42.945-05:002015-02-05T11:03:42.945-05:00Stellar as always Mike. Let's fish soon.Stellar as always Mike. Let's fish soon.Fontinalis Risinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12462884369734230349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-43123135234311714062015-02-04T13:54:16.767-05:002015-02-04T13:54:16.767-05:00I couldn't agree more, Howard, that folks like...I couldn't agree more, Howard, that folks <i>like to know who they're connecting with</i>. The good ones, the bloggers that I've come to really appreciate, know how to do it without actually telling me about themselves. It just comes out in the their work. An odd sort of intimacy, if you will. We populate a funny little space, here in the blogosphere, don' we?<br /><br />And at the very least, the <i>Rancid</i> part is true.Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-76501364342443581482015-02-04T11:59:20.212-05:002015-02-04T11:59:20.212-05:00Outstanding photo Mike. I believe blog readers li...Outstanding photo Mike. I believe blog readers like to know who they're connecting with. Rancid Crabtree...who knewAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12685902668321558383noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-64501023896818590262015-02-03T16:15:11.342-05:002015-02-03T16:15:11.342-05:00Works for me, Kevin.Works for me, Kevin.Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-10411599869498654002015-02-03T15:48:05.399-05:002015-02-03T15:48:05.399-05:00Photo Caption: "Rancid Crabtree"Photo Caption: "Rancid Crabtree"Feather Chuckerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17816824282816730471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-13383495959571200702015-02-03T15:28:52.910-05:002015-02-03T15:28:52.910-05:00Plaid? I wish. If they matched the shirt they'...Plaid? I wish. If they matched the shirt they'd be a fabulous pair of jammies. Sadly, they just come in <i>dark elkhorn</i>, whatever the heck that is. Looks like brown to me.Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-81182157876367955692015-02-03T15:10:13.265-05:002015-02-03T15:10:13.265-05:00Mike, I am also at peace with my solitude, so perh...Mike, I am also at peace with my solitude, so perhaps that gives me insight ;) I do not have the pants. Are they a matching plaid as well? Because one cannot have too much plaid...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00064594675618306840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-65701874987899979942015-02-03T13:21:55.950-05:002015-02-03T13:21:55.950-05:00A man at peace with his solitude...
Perfectly des...<i>A man at peace with his solitude...</i><br /><br />Perfectly described, Kirk.<br /><br />Luckily, the big dog is pretty good about heading to a usual spot, a bit deeper in the woods, for his relief. Easily avoided. The little dog, however, can't make it more than a few feet from the porch these days, but his tootsie rolls are easily tossed down the hill. (I can't believe we're talkin' dogshit, here. You bring out the best, don't you sir?)<br /><br />But the Simms shirt... couldn't be better. Do you have the pants? Every bit as good.Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-70900114978850066522015-02-03T12:08:51.695-05:002015-02-03T12:08:51.695-05:00Like you, I'm not one for the "selfie&quo...Like you, I'm not one for the "selfie" either. However yours doesn't have the feel of a selfie: it looks more like a casual portrait of a man at peace with his solitude, shot by a fine photographer who just happened to be laying on the ground, awkwardly close to your feet. I'm just glad you hadn't stepped in a pile of dog sh#t prior to the photo session. Oh, and I have that same Simms cold weather shirt, too. Best shirts, ever.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00064594675618306840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-116915203291397222015-02-03T09:59:25.138-05:002015-02-03T09:59:25.138-05:00Excellent! I had no idea, Guy. Thanks for the poin...<b>Excellent!</b> I had no idea, Guy. Thanks for the pointer!<br /><br />Indeed, Tom. Can't you just <i>feel</i> the energy radiating from the image? I needed a nap afterwards.Mike Sepelakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10569706920906836936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-11499686372212495412015-02-03T09:45:29.476-05:002015-02-03T09:45:29.476-05:00Here we have the motivational speaker at his dynam...Here we have the motivational speaker at his dynamic best...Tom Chandlerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12606490006697803189noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791496318819973464.post-57808726768407517222015-02-03T09:34:01.957-05:002015-02-03T09:34:01.957-05:00http://www.drakemag.com/message-boards/viewtopic.p...http://www.drakemag.com/message-boards/viewtopic.php?f=1&t=14313&hilit=benchingGuy Franzennoreply@blogger.com