Just you, PV, a friend you deem worthy to tag along and the open water. You can talk about life, fish, and what banking was like in the fifties. Does that sound like something you’d be interested in? Would you go so far as to call it a dream of yours?
That dream can come true, provided you cough up a sufficient amount of money to outbid everyone else looking for some quality time with the former Fed chairman “at the lovely Balsam Lake Club on the Beaverkill River in the Catskills.” Proceeds from the auction, running now until December 11, will go to The RFK Center for Justice and Human Rights. Travel and accommodations are not provided but the bait and tackle are on Big V!

bet he can't tell a bullywugger from a bluefish plug
The Beaverkill River runs lazily through the Indianslaughter Forest and into the Whalemurder Ocean – one of America's great landscapes.
Kill just means creek in Dutch. Everything's named "Kill" up there.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kill_%28body_of_wate…
Beaver Kill River. Nice name.
-Department of Redundancy Department
Good to know, I guess I'll go creek myself now.
Second prize is a ride-along in Bernanke's Prius.
tix to a Nats game
The new Volcker rule is anything under ten inches not caught by Volcker has to be tossed back.
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Thanks for crushing a dream. I thought fly fishing with Tall Paul was something completely different.
– B. Frank
What if I were to tell you that I had a 22 inch cock?
I'm not one for gay jokes, but that's not bad.
Is that you Janet Napolitano?