It is an incredible indictment of the coming dark ages, when the best news today is that John Glenn died. Once we went to the moon. Now, in 43 days, our country will be run by a bunch of billionaires who don’t believe in science. And, barring impeachment or some sort of Electoral College nullification, we are stuck with that circus and those monkeys for another 1504 days. Not my circus. Not my monkeys.
What a strange day? I was 1/2 way through my walk. Perched on a rock. Watching the ocean. When my phone starts telling me “Tsunami Possible”… But, I didn’t hear the sirens – so I sort of ignore it. When I get back to the hotel, I do plug in all my toys – just in case. But, soon – “they” decide – no tsunami today. So, I start my laundry.
Then, I get a phone message – the akule school is within easy swimming range and more important – near a specific buoy. But, I still have to finish my laundry. And, it is cold and cloudy.
Remembering Carlton’s advice: Just Shut up, Suit up and Show up… I was the only person in the ocean. I had my own private ocean. Well, I had to share it with a whole bunch of fish.
The big fish are amberjacks. They came for lunch.
Color correction is darn near impossible for these fish with my cheap camera and no sun – and I like black and white better anyhow.
When I got really cold and decided to come in – a dive boat showed up and all the paying customers jumped in. My fun was free.
Dinner time. Tomato soup and cheese sandwich, I am thinking. Maybe with a nice beer. The best of kid and grown up.
Oh, and there was a little eel. Keeping a friendly eye on me.