Montana took me fishing. I'm not exactly sure why. I know that Sara, who has the skills to literally pay the bills won the region a meal out, but I'm not sure how this reuslted in going fishing. Out at the Hornby end of the Runway there is a resteraunt cum wedding venue cum big pond with fish in it. The pond is about the size of 2-3 tennis courts, and they hand out fishing rods.
I've been fishing only once before, and it was in Palmerston North, and it was off a bridge into the lagoon. Now maybe the lagoon had fish in it, but who cares, I didn't catch one. The pond on Friday was all about having fish, and all about people catching them. We could even have eaten them if we chose to, if we paid for the fish ($15/kg or the like)
Casting the line was easier than anticipated (once I was shown how to work the rod) and fishing was indeed as boring as predicted. And cold. So I wandered around the pond casting and waiting for the wind to blow the line in, and then a bite.
AHA. But no. I had no skills and the fish escaped. But it didn't take the bait with it, so that was good. Sara and I continued out way around the pond until she ran out of wine, and had to go inside to get more, as well as get warm.
Aha, another bite. And this time my skillz were sufficient. And a small salmon was caught.
So small as to be thrown back in. However, I'm fine with that cause I didn't really feel like eating it, and this was certainly a case of "can I catch a fish." The answer is yes. Which is good, and will "boost my stock" if I'm ever on Survivor. Although they don't generally have fishing rods. Montana in a fit of generosity also took me to the Rugby on Saturday, which was nice.
Friday saw Dave, Si and I watching Starsky and Hutch, and it was OK. It was nothing super awsome, but it didn't suck. Which was good. It saved itself from sucking by not having Ben Stiller's character reamain a cock for the entire length of the movie. I mean he was still Starsky, but not as lame as he is at the start of the film. Owen Wilson may well be a character that plays Owen Wilson, although admittedly in Spy Game he doesn't get to, as he is for once the straight guy. But I will still reserve judgement. The film did give us "DO IT," which I'm sure will amuse and irritate us all.
I watched AI with Dave last week, and in my opinion the last 15 minutes doesn't make that film suck. As far as I'm concerned that film sucks in general, so the end doesn't really spoil anything for me. It was not completely crap, having a number of cool things in it, namely the world, but it didn't pull them together properly. And the relationship between the mother and the child was warped by the absence of the corporation. I know that the corporation chose to remove itself, but I didn't think it made sense in terms of a prototype release into the wild. The mother would certainly have wanted more informaiton or interaction with the creators. I think. the film was saved by the teddy bear, and by Jude Law. Nice one Joe.
Si's show last night was pretty good, although why they needed five video cameras to film it I don't know.
Also, Pink is not the new Black. Pink is the new ugly.
Posted by luther at April 26, 2004 05:01 PM | TrackBackdon't talk rubbish.
nothing can save AI. nothing. it's crap.
or should that be carp? ho ho. oh dear.
as for si - has anyone else noticed the mannerismal resemblance between him and That Guy, on sportscafe?
mad.
Posted by: madoo on April 26, 2004 07:52 PMOi!
It should be noted to the producers of Survivor, should they be reading this, that the pond in question had more fish in it than water. A more dextrous feat would have been NOT catching a fish, which Tim had down pat until right towards the end. Shame. Shame.
Posted by: Greta the cross-dressing Nazi on April 26, 2004 09:33 PM