I’ve noodled for catfish in the Brazos River, so I know exactly what she’s reaching into that hole hoping to find. But I can tell you right now, I never pulled out anything even close to this size.
Noodling is about as basic as fishing gets. No rod, no reel, no bait. You reach into an underwater hole where a catfish is hiding, wait for it to bite your hand, grab hold and try to get it to the surface.
People have been doing some version of this for centuries. One of the earliest written accounts in America dates all the way back to 1775, when Native fishermen in the South were described diving under river rocks and catching large catfish by hand.
Texas didn’t officially legalize hand-fishing for catfish until 2011, but it had already been a favorite way to fish for generations.
Would you stick your hand in there?
If you grew up in the 80s, you knew exactly who Mr. T was.
The mohawk. The gold chains. Clubber Lang in Rocky III. B.A. Baracus on The A-Team.
But before all of that, he was Laurence Tureaud, the youngest of 12 children, growing up in the Robert Taylor Homes on Chicago's South Side.
That road to becoming one of the biggest pop culture icons of the 80s is finally getting its own documentary.
Netflix just released the trailer for Untold: Mr. T: I Pity the Fool, with Mr. T telling his story in his own words.
It premieres September 8.
I pity the fool who misses this one. 😂
Who else grew up watching Mr. T?
Credit where it's due.
During his time at X, Nikita Bier helped roll out nearly 30 product updates, pushed the launch of X Money, improved the app experience, expanded Grok integration, and helped drive record user engagement.
Whether you agreed with every change or not, he definitely left his mark on the platform.
There's something about old Appalachian music that's different.
A lot of these songs weren't written to entertain people.
They came from people who lived hard lives, buried loved ones, leaned on their faith, and knew death wasn't some distant idea, it was part of everyday life.
It doesn't sound polished. It doesn't sound rehearsed.
It sounds like something that's been sitting in those mountains for a hundred years, waiting for someone to sing it again.