Thursday, July 19, 2007

Now I Did It!

It is with great fear and trepidation that I post another dive pic. Will I have done something wrong unknowingly? Will I have to face the wrath of those who are smarter and better educated than I? Will I not be named in another blog, but my pictures used to point out what an idiot I am, and then have a link back to my blog so everybody will know who I am anyway? It's questions like these that keep me awake at night, either that or it's that crab soup I had for dinner, but I'd rather blame all the questions running rampantly through my mind. But let me try to head off some of the controversy before it even starts, I had the flash on my camera turned off for this picture, I didn't want to unintentionally harm the vision of any of the fish, thus making them an easier target for a bigger fish who might have been looking for lunch. In case you're wondering why all these fish are turning themselves into a fish tornado, this is the big "fish ball" at Lau Lau. Why do they swim around in circles like this, all swimming in tight formation? Honestly I don't have a clue, but I'm sure those that are smarter and better educated than I would be more than happy to explain it to you. And by the way Shazam, I have posted some video of the fish ball on my smugmug site as well, it's in the other video's gallery. No Enviro-Nazi's are allowed to look at it though, again, it's for your own good!

Honestly the fish ball wasn't what I was going to talk about today, but I enjoy posting dive pics, well I used to anyway. Thanks to Angelo I found out about this thing called Extreme Tracker that you can put on your blog, and it gives you all this interesting information about all the people who visit your blog. I guess it could also be a bit scary and creepy, but right now I'm still thinking it's cool, well I was until I found out who has been visiting my blog. So I was looking at the last 20 visitors to my site this morning when I got to work, and seeing where they were all from. One of them was from the Department of the Interior in Washington D.C. Great, now what have I done?

The whole post yesterday about pulling my cats tail off was a joke, I swear. And I'm not going to pull crabs tails off for Harry's Crab Shack, I promise. What am I saying, there is no Harry's Crab Shack, well not yet anyway. I have to admit, I love the idea of having a little restaurant\bar down on the beach by Lau Lau, and it could even be a combination dive shop. It's my dream, you just never know, one of these days it could happen. And I wouldn't decorate the walls with Tritan Trumpet shells, that was just a joke too, it would be decorated with my politically incorrect pictures. Even with my major screw up, I at least released the crabs alive and unharmed. Now I'm wondering if I'm on some "Wanted: Dead or Alive, but preferably dead" poster at the Department of the Interior. Am I in trouble for poking a little fun at people who might take their environmentalism to extremes, and are intolerant of anyone not as smart or educated as they are? I guess I could take back calling them Enviro-Nazi's if it would get me off the "Wanted" list. Yeah, I could do that, but I'm not going to.

Did I learn any lessons from that whole fiasco? Yes I did! Thanks to the blogger who shall forever remain nameless and linkless to me, I did learn a lot of facts about hermit crabs that I never knew before. I also learned from Mike that I really need to be careful about what I post because of the impact it might have on others. Thanks again Mike, that lesson will be forefront in my mind from this point forward, at least until senility wipes it from my memory banks. But at that point you're welcome to teach it to me all over again. I learned that I liked Mike's approach much better than the nameless bloggers approach, and found that I respond much better to that approach as well. I also learned that in spite of me being a diving dinosaur and not being as smart as some others, that there are those people out there that do enjoy my diving pictures and reading the ramblings of a nitrogen narcosis affected delusional old dive bum. I also learned that sometimes you have to come out of seclusion and retreat, and just blast back with a sense of humor and have some fun. If you can't laugh at the whole situation, you'll be on meds for depression before you know what hit you.

I bet I know how the Department of Interior got onto me, it was probably that darned dengre. I bet he was pissed about what I said about him yesterday and he turned me in hoping for a big reward from the Department of the Interior. He probably checked me out to see if I was indeed more qualified for the title of most evil, and should replace Bruce Bateman. If he checked with any current or past government official, I'm sure he was told that Bruce is a candy striper next to me. So he probably took it upon himself to try getting me locked up for environmental crimes committed in the name of Harry's Crab Shack. I'm guessing he probably doesn't have much of a sense of humor, so he really shouldn't have read yesterday's post, he was warned after all. Well ok, not by name, but that was my oversight. Anyway, if I all the sudden disappear from the face of the earth, anyone who actually likes me might want to come looking for me at the Department of the Interior in Washington D.C. I'll probably be in some solitary holding cell reserved only for the most heinous of characters. Sure, just when my heart gets back in blogging, and now something like this happens. Oh well, it's almost the weekend, and that means more diving for me!