It is not because I am bad like Bad Bad Leroy Brown, baddest man in the whole damn town. (If you know the song, I know how old you are.) Think more like bad when your 3-year-old does something that you can’t let her get away with, but it is so darn cute that after you put on a fake mean look, you turn around and just have to smile. Or like when you tell the dog to stay off the couch and he ignores you, jumps up beside you, lays his head on your lap and rolls those big brown puppy dog eyes. Bad Dog!

Bad Ted was born in a boat last May when, while fishing with Bad Ted Friends Charlie, Chris D., and Capt. Hans the Carver. During a lull in the conversation, Hans’ voice, reacting to something I said (probably sarcastically or irreverently), softly but firmly exclaimed, “Bad Ted!”. The guys quickly hung the label on me. Bad Guys!

My Bad Ted Friends and I think outside of the box, seldom accept conventional wisdom, question anything, often are satirical or slightly irreverent, and are not afraid to speak our minds. We enjoy a good conversation and debate but don’t force our views on anybody else. We are not into BS. We stand and remove our hats for the National Anthem, love our families, believe in kindness and charity. We value our friends and like to laugh. We take life seriously, and occasionally, our fishing, but we never take ourselves too seriously. Oh, and we just love to go fishing, especially together.

Thanks for stopping by and I hope you come again. I can use all the Bad Ted Friends that I can get.