Billabong I Surf Because: Mitch Rollins
Monday, May 30, 2011
Title IX
I fully support women's athletics, particularly when the women in question are as lovely as these ones. Plus they skate pretty good.
Friday, May 27, 2011
Underwater Photos by Ms. Jessica Rogers aka Michelle Rodriguez
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| Sea Lemon Nudibranch |
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| White Dendronotus |
Monday, May 23, 2011
Sunday, May 22, 2011
The Octopus
La Mer.
She calls to us.
Her waves crashing down on shore,
Rushing back to sea.
Steady and calming,
Powerful and ruthless.
Beneath the ebb and flow of the tides hide creatures greater than those of our imagination,
Equaled in splendor only by their brethren,
Those dwarfed by the droplets of water lifted off a cresting wave.
Humanity trumpets the intelligence of the Cetaceans,
We venerate the violent behavior of the Chondricthyans,
Our vertebrae have left us with no backbone.
No confidence in those creatures that we cannot fathom.
The true master of his domain, the prince of the sea,
The crafty octopus.
He understands his medium, and flows within it's boundaries.
His palette is unparalelled,
Shifting Reds, Greens, Blues, and Yellows color his personality,
Ever the social butterfly, His magnificent displays find him at home in any environment,
Vibrant as coral, Cool as kelp.
Hidden in his rocky nook, he scans with his raptorial eye,
Seizing meals of fresh sashimi, scallops, and cracked crab.
The eight armed chef carefully prepares his every bite.
Even predators must be wary of his venomous embrace,
A careless shark begets a full larder for the magnificent mollusk.
Alas, romance is his undoing,
An ocean of star cross'd lovers,
Each giving it's life to consummate the only love of a lifetime.
"For never was a story of more woe,
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
She calls to us.
Her waves crashing down on shore,
Rushing back to sea.
Steady and calming,
Powerful and ruthless.
Beneath the ebb and flow of the tides hide creatures greater than those of our imagination,
Equaled in splendor only by their brethren,
Those dwarfed by the droplets of water lifted off a cresting wave.
Humanity trumpets the intelligence of the Cetaceans,
We venerate the violent behavior of the Chondricthyans,
Our vertebrae have left us with no backbone.
No confidence in those creatures that we cannot fathom.
The true master of his domain, the prince of the sea,
The crafty octopus.
He understands his medium, and flows within it's boundaries.
His palette is unparalelled,
Shifting Reds, Greens, Blues, and Yellows color his personality,
Ever the social butterfly, His magnificent displays find him at home in any environment,
Vibrant as coral, Cool as kelp.
Hidden in his rocky nook, he scans with his raptorial eye,
Seizing meals of fresh sashimi, scallops, and cracked crab.
The eight armed chef carefully prepares his every bite.
Even predators must be wary of his venomous embrace,
A careless shark begets a full larder for the magnificent mollusk.
Alas, romance is his undoing,
An ocean of star cross'd lovers,
Each giving it's life to consummate the only love of a lifetime.
"For never was a story of more woe,
Than this of Juliet and her Romeo."
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