lol... ya'll are funny. I love fishing! I grew up in Corpus Christi, Texas, and fished the Laguna Madre every weekend with my father. We would get up at 4am, go and gas up the boat and be on his favorite spot at sunrise. We had all his homemade poles, a bucket of shrimp and minnow, and a cooler with beer, Diet Coke, cheese, and homemade sausage. We would be out there going from spot to spot until we caught the limit. And of course, nothing beats sitting around on the porch, fish frying in the deep fryer, drinking and telling stories of the one that got away. By the way, red fish and speckled trout are my absolute Favorite! Yeah, that's the only thing I miss about my father, the bastard. :-) If anyone gets a fishing trip together in the south, I am sooo there. Gig'em!