Friday Night

I went back to The Disaster last night after work to welcome in the weekend and continue the trend of tying flies at least once per day. An aside: my tying space is in the basement and has conveniently been in the corner most likely to be completely avoided by any other living creature in the house. It’s creepy, there are cobwebs, the lighting is poor until I turn my lamp on…it kind of smells…and it’s a total mess. However, my wife recently relocated her entire scrapbook/crafting table and supplies immediately next door to my table. I’d liken it to living in a quiet, rustic country home, only to have a complex of condominiums built within 3-feet of your farmhouse. It gets much worse.

This had been put in front of my tying desk instead of my usual, awesome, manly camouflage chair. I’m not even sure why I haven’t turned this into firewood yet.

Broken Chair

Man Chair

I know, it’s so awesome you can hardly see it. Look closely, it’s right in the middle of the picture.

It was late, I was tired, there may or may not have been beer involved, and I tied up a handful of flies with random, flashy materials found around the table. It’s all a bit of a blur to me now, but there were beads and biots, maribou tails and midges, purple tails and rainbow dubbing. *shudder*

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