I never really write about dates anymore unless something amazing happens.  Today it did.

I met a really cute, really skinny brunette last Saturday night.  She's such a social butterfly that I had trouble getting a date with.  She lives like an hour away in the nearest college town.  We were texting here and there.  I was making sure she sent the last text of each conversation.  So Saturday morning I'm texting her and I let her know I have a new fishing pole.  Bam she agrees to a Monday morning fishing date.  It's important to know that I have been fishing once in the last ten years and I didn't catch anything.

So I have to crawl outa bed this morning at 7.  When the alarm went off I was like WTF?  Then I remembered and I slowly got into motion.  I show up at her house at 9 instead of 8.  When I call her I wake her up and she is in my car within 5 minutes and actually looking cute with so little prep. We head out looking for this little map that I found on google maps.

I got the top down and the sun is shining.  It was really nice out today.  It turns out the lake is more like a large swimming pool and it's surrounded by houses.  It's all private property.  We find this one spot where there is a big chain in front of a park with a no trespassing sign.  We park right in front of it and ask this dude who is mowing his lawn for permission to hang out there.  He tells us that it's his neighbor who put up the signs and that really he's trying to stop people who drive down right to the lake edge and tear up the grass.

So we go down and she totally wants to fish.  So I tie a hook on the line.  She is impressed with my knot and now thinks I'm a natural woodsman.  Don't worry that thought doesn't last long.  I strung the reel wrong and I have to cut off the hook and start over.  Eventually I get this little neon orange hook on the line and she starts casting.  I'm just chilling and chatting

I don't exactly go on a lot of morning dates.  But I never go fishing either.  I like the chilling part more than the catching a fish part.  To be honest I'm glad we picked this spot.  The water is like 4 inches deep and there are probably no fish in this "lake."

She keeps catching the hook on twigs and stuff so we move further down the shore til we are right in front of the dude's house.  It's the guy that put up the signs.  There are like 10 no fishing, no swimming, no NOTHING signs all over the place.  We are just chilling with no possibility of catching a fish.  She just keeps catching algae and shit.

Then she's like dude I got something.  I look and the line is swimming around.  I'm like wtf?  She starts slowly reeling it in.

She fucking caught an 8 pound bass.  In the shallowest water of all time. 

All I am thinking is that I do NOT want to touch that fucking thing.  She brings it in.  And I have to get into the mud to take some pictures and then to try and get the hook out of the bastard.  It's as big as a damn cat.  Every time I grab the hook to try and get it out the fish bucks.  It's totally freaking me out.

I try 3 or 4 times and then I'm like babe you're more country than me.  Get the hook outa that fish.  She tries about twice and finally we are wondering how long we have til this fish dies?…

In the end we cut the line with this giant neon orange hook in the fishes mouth.  I'm like sorry dude but if you don't hold still you just gotta look like an outlaw for life.  The girl has a piercing in the same spot so she kinda likes it.  So if you see a giant bass with a big orange hook and like 4 feet of line trailing from it, you know the two master fishermen that did that.

As far as the date went.  I didn't creep too hard.  I think she's pretty cool but she gets hit on by REALLY creepy guys like 10 times a week.  If a girl is attracting super creepy guys I might not want to get drawn into that vortex.  Plus her friend is super cute and I've started creeping on her too.  We had a really cool time and I've definitely expanded my social circle in a good direction.