That means I have been up since 3:30 am, killed out on ducks and got a pair of mottles, got to ride in an airboat, meet Archie Phillips, went to the French Quarter, killed out on ducks again the day before, watched a couple of football games, ate WAY too much great food, drove from LA to Hsv, still have a couple of ducks to clean, brought back about 75 pounds of fish, still have crap to get out of the truck all before I hit my own sack....and then tomorrow I can recount the tale from this morning when we had 18 birds on the water in about 10 minutes. 
