I like the time it affords me. Hours to rattle through old thoughts, old memories. It all passes through between casts and re-ties. Maybe I should change colors, or maybe paddle on down. I have regrets and I remember them here, things I should or shouldn’t have done. Missed opportunities. My go-to song is always the same: The Gambler. Always faithful to deliver on a night of Budweiser fueled karaoke, it possesses all the great characteristics of a dynamite karaoke song. It makes you tap your feet, it has the appropriate age and the most excellent of choruses. I’m not even sure I know the verses, it’s all about the chorus. All the great songs are.