Supremely Uncool Behavior
By Live with Flair on January 10, 2014
For the past few days, I've recalled a certain memory of fishing on the banks of the Potomac River. In this memory, I'm putting bright yellow cheese on a hook, casting my line from the end of the dock in my backyard, and reeling in yellow perch after yellow perch. I'm also catching silver minnows in my net.I'm alone, and I'm so happy.I'm also twelve years old. . . .