Breaking News or Blood Sport??

For those of you who don't know me, here is a little insight into what I love. SHARKS...I love them, no silly not to eat but to study, watch and admire.

Ok, so what has my panties in a twist is this years Shark tournament. This years tournament had 100 boats taking part. At dawn the boats left the harbor and within hours they returned with 41 Makos and Thrasher sharks. These sharks were dragged ashore and weight and measured. The fisherman with the biggest shark got a cash reward. This years cash prize was 140 thousand dollars. The top shark was a 413 lb female Thrasher shark. I know that all the small sharks caught were tagged and released. But still 41 sharks killed for what, MONEY. Come on people. I am not stupid, I know they go on every year. I also know that it is just fishing, don't get me wrong I love to fish. It is one of my favorite past times. But there is a big difference, I release all my fish.

If you want to continue this sport take a ref with you on your boat. Reel the shark in and measure the shark there. Take a picture of it and bring the picture and official records from the ref back to the harbor with you. There is no need to kill these beautiful fish. It's not like they were hurting anyone. All these sharks were caught in deep water more then 15 miles offshore.

Special ingredient!!!!

As you know Jane's parents came over last night for a GREAT dinner made by me. Jane's mom was nice and made a peach pie. It was very good and a good size pie. So there were plenty of leftovers. I figured that they would have taken the pie home with them for Jane's younger brother. So I asked Jane why they decided to leave it with us, she said it was because there was a special ingredient in there. When I asked what it was, Jane was quick to reply with "laxatives". Of course this raise an eyebrow with me. So I replied with "is that why I have been in the bathroom all day". Of course I hadn't, but she didn't know that.

So I guess tomorrow while I am in surgery all day I will have to tape a bag to my ass so I don't crap my pants. IT IS GOING TO BE A LONG ASS DAY!!

Hello, this toilet is in use?

Ok, so first of all this is my first blog EVER..So you should feel very special to be reading it. Just kidding. I know that this isn't the best first blog either, but I figured I have to start somewhere.

So Jane's parents are going over tonight for dinner and I offered to cook for everyone. So I ran to the store to pickup a few things for dinner. While waiting in a long ass line to check out 16 items. (I thought about putting one thing back so I could go in the 15 items or less line but didn't) It hit me and hit me hard. I needed to use the bathroom. As I bagged my own things then raced to the car the thoughts of the loving toilet consumed my mined. I got home and raced up stairs and through the door to the bathroom. (I didn't close the bathroom door) As I used the loving toilet I thought, do other people leave the bathroom door open while using the bathroom when no one else is home? Is it just me or do other people think that it is a waste of time and energy to close the door if you are the only one home?