A first ever glimpse of real dinosaur feathers preserved in amber. … right before they’re chipped clean and served with Chardonnay, intertwined with some minor celebrity’s bangs via salon on Rodeo Drive … Technorati Tags: dinosaur feathers,amber,hair extensions,science

Us Californio’s have always been eager to promote fads that make you recoil in discomfort, violates your personal ethics, or makes you trod wantonly across lines that are rarely crossed … … and if it looks or smells nasty, then we’re doubly sure to export it to the rest of the planet. As both coasts have embraced [...]

I’m giggling while reading a tirade on whether hair extensions and hippie chicks should be mutually exclusive, and though both are taking a considerable beating, the unthinkable occurs to me … Fly tiers and dry fly fishermen are the only folks complaining over the loss of Grizzly hackle. Dry flies being tougher to tie than [...]

At one point both of them were black. The one on the left is what I’ve been wearing the last couple of years; fragrant with stale human, pomade, and insect repellant – the one on the right is clean, sterile, and looking for a home … Them as has commented plenty are to be admired, [...]

I’m not so sure it wasn’t a rogue band of dry fly purists that assaulted the local bait shop, making off with a 100,000 maggots. Given the meager supply of dry fly hackles were nearly exhausted due to rampant hoarding of trendy hair stylists, and with the season just underway, it was likely a spur of the moment [...]

I’ll go along with TC’s latest discovery … … guy hair extensions … Technorati Tags: bacon,dyed bacon,fly fishing humor

Connecticut officials side with US Fish & Wildlife scientists in the belief that the once fearsome Didymo, or Rock Snot as it’s more commonly known, is largely harmless to both insect populations and fish in infested streams. It’s a win for the fish regardless of whether you believed rubber soles exonerate us of all sins [...]

A confirmed sighting of Didymo sent thousands screaming from Hartland Connecticut, as the West Branch of the Farmington rose out of her ancestral trench and descended on the town without warning, sending a massive algal backlash through two zipcodes and an isolated Dairy Queen. Casualties are streaming in from the countryside while the Connecticut Department [...]

I’ve seen it many times. Some buddy insists he needs a pound of saddle hackle in a hurry, resulting in a marathon dyeing session with the leftovers emptied into the drain in the street – the one with the fish silhouette that assures you “it leads directly to the river.” Chartreuse being fickle and the first batch [...]

This was the scene from Mile 33 this morning, you were still showering and cursing the fact you had to go to work. I was too, but being on vacation means I’m vacationing from the paying job, and still required to slave away on those that don’t pay. … neatly describing the fly fishing industry [...]