Usually, there is some logical rationale behind an action, like studying if you have an exam, hating hippies if you're a republican, or not caring about Valentine's Day if you're a guy. Other times, however, inspiration can arise from something completely irrelevant and lead to tangents that serve mostly to guide you completely off topic. I tend to fall into the "other times" category, and tonight is no different.
I could sit here and tell you all that my motivation behind this post was the ten foot great hammerhead (S. mokarran) I found and followed around the flats while we were out fishing last week. I could easily ramble for hours about how it seemed to appear from nowhere, swimming right in front of the boat in less than five feet of of water before anyone saw it. I could describe the nonchalance with which that shark continued to swim as if we weren't even there, or how, in the past, they have rammed our boats hard enough to knock people down...
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| that's a 16 ft boat... |
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| beautiful |
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| that fish was probably bigger than most fifth graders |
We were spearing at a wreck miles out on the banks in twenty feet of water and i've never seen so many big fish in my entire life; Easily 400 barracuda were just circling the wreck, a school of 20-30lb yellowjacks kept passing by, hundreds of snappers, and 4-5 massive cobia that looked more like sharks than anything else. Oh, and just for good measure, there were a couple blacktip sharks hanging around too. After one failed attempt at a cobia, Jim found one resting on the bottom and managed to get close enough to spear it in the head as it swam away. Now, one big spear to the head wasn't going to come close to killing that fish, but it was an epic shot and stunned the fish really well. So well, in fact, that Jim decided to grab the fish and bring it to the surface without needing me to put a second spear in it. In hindsight, that was probably a mistake because, once at the surface, the fish decided it didn't like becoming shark bait and didn't enjoy the company of the two dudes bear-hugging it. Unfortunately for the fish, it waited a little too long to make its escape, doing so just as katie, grant, and emily arrived to give the spear already in it's head a lot of company. Long story short, the sharks around here were pretty happy and we've got enough fish to put Red Lobster out of business if it isn't already.
So, you might ask, if none of these things are what finally motivated me to write this new post then what did?...
Those ridiculous "key phrases" that websites like Ticketmaster make you enter to confirm you're identity. Don't get me wrong, I'm all for preventing some 15 yr old in Kansas from stealing my credit card number to buy porn and Justin Beiber tickets, but the phrases they come up with are just outrageous.
I'll give a couple examples right now...suitable higal, kt-1 torentra, coordinate yliki, itvleat makeup...
I mean seriously?
