Max and Owen caught a number of smallish fish at a city "lake" this morning. We've been fishing a few times this summer with no luck. When Max (sporting the stylish Scooby-Doo fishing pole) reeled in that blue gill, you would have thought he'd caught the great white whale. We are strictly catch-and-release fishermen (as if anyone could find a half-ounce of meat on that poor little fella, anyway). Good times.
Where'd Max get that goofy smile? Must be from his mother's side.
Speaking of hauling things in, "Precious Metal" received a nice write-up in this review of Albedo One #38. Yeah, I smiled when I read it--but it wasn't like catching my first live fish with a bona fide Scooby-Doo pole...
(Okay, so the review has vanished into the ether...I'll post a link when I can find one which isn't broken, 'kay?)