On the hundredth post I asked, “I wrote 99, surely you can write one” – but it was an epic fail. I’d already run out of things to say after the 16th article and it showed.
Today marks my 1000th post and I know better than to ask what you like.
It was a simple and [...]

The potential exists for one last massive upheaval to the site. Scheduled for this weekend, it’s possible we’ll be offline for the better part of a day while sites are swapped between partitions and memory is reallocated to the respective blogs.
While it’s certain you’re pining away for fly fishing irreverence – we’ll be delivering what [...]

Naturally my first thoughts are conspiracy. Some war mongering industrial conglomerate attempting to take my “just kill me” flu induced weakness, to bar my prose from the collective consciousness …
… although the Trout Underground claims otherwise – something about the backup module of the blog software generating page faults that eventually took out a city [...]

This is TC of the Trout Underground (the fool who hosts Singlebarbed so all you malcontents will have a place to hang out together, leaving the rest of us alone), and I won’t go into the gritty details about what’s been happening beneath the surface here at Singlebarbed’s blog.
Suffice it to say we’ve struggled with [...]

The next 24-48 hours things may be a little dicey, as Singlebarbed moves from it’s existing web host to a new vendor. This will require a domain name change (DNS) that will have to propagate over to other servers to update the site’s IP address and locale.
What that means in simple terms is that [...]

A Saturday scout in between rain showers. The Little Stinking, swollen and defiant… Bagged it in preference to assembling an artery hardening ensemble of deep fried, coagulated, and partially hydrogenated Superbowl chow.

It was the Czech’s against the Slovak’s at my place – and the first quarter featured Strawberry Yogurt Pretzels and  …

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Most would agree that Nike has always been a poster child for cutting edge marketing coupled with a flair for picking the proper spokesman.
Michael Jordan is an empire unto himself, and while Tiger Woods is no slouch, the “Just Do It” mantra might have touched a nerve …
Nike’s mistake was using one of fly [...]

Dear Older Bro,
You’ve been quiet of late which means you’ve found the joke gift that will enrage me – while you scuttle behind the Christmas tree and Ma’s protective skirts – making funny faces over her shoulder, knowing I can’t take a swing at you ‘cause Ma would be disappointed and knock us both [...]

Screw the gnashing of teeth, mock concern, and “woe is me” populist reaction, we’re being assaulted by air, land, and sea – and it’s about time we exploited the little SOB’s …
… and it could be my new-found bravado comes from the quarter-pound of the perfectly colored dubbing dyed this weekend using leftover cranberry [...]