Night Timing

I know a song that would pull Granny from her heated Mahjong game with Harold and Henry. It's called Nighttiming by Coconut Records, and it's part glowstick-twirling, sunglass-wearing rave, and part groovin '70s dance party. Either way, it makes people want to get out and shimmy at night. For some, that means tossing the walker aside and finally asking Harold for a first dance, and for others that means hitting the snook lights.
Fishing at night, or early morning if you can get on the water at 2 or 3 a.m., can be a little like playing Monopoly when a hurricane knocks your power out and you have nothing else to do but burn your eyelids with the wax. Or it can transort you to another planet. The former happens when you see the bastards just sitting beneath the lights, and they won't bite any bait you offer. There is no way you can buy Park Place, much less start putting hotels on it. The latter happens when you flick a live shrimp on the edge of the light patch, and you get a whack on your second reel. And this happens on each cast. This is more like a dream than a reality, but that's partly why it's almost like being on another planet. It's like being a fat kid addicted to ice cream and everytime you open the freezer all 17 of your favorite flavors are in there already scooped into bowls...or something like that.
Everyone has their own way of nighttiming, and I hope "you've been nighttiming baby and you're out of control."
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