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Friday, June 18, 2004
 
Ah, SWSD... I love working there. Marine animals are so much better co-workers than some of the people I've had to endure in the past. I've come to notice a couple things about humans beyond my normal crushing observations I got from the Regional Park. The YRP, as much of a mecca of human stupidity as it is, is still not the size and scale of an amusement park, such as my current workplace.

Apparently if you are planning on taking the whole family, little children and all to a park where on a slow day there may be at least 10,000 other people it is not necessary to wear a bra. Especially if you are planning on going on any water rides that will get you soaking and cold. Now, ordinarily this would not be the kind of thing that I would complain about, however this statement is including all kinds of beasties large, small, old, etc. After a woman has mothered 17 children, you don't want to see her nipples, trust me.
The general populace knows wayyy more about marine life than do the trained educators at my place of employment. That or they learn one fact about a particular sea creature and will demonstrate their knowledge over and over again by asking confirmation of anybody wearing a nametag. "Uh, isn't it true that sea stars are capable of regenerating their limbs?" This kind of question is not an invitation to share more information with them about sea stars mind you, only an invitation to fall to our knees and venerate them for being so worldly-wise about the life, times, and culture under the sea. And of course if their one fact is inaccurate and you correct them, they get seriously annoyed and defensive, when they asked in the first place!!
We apparently get our whales drunk before they can go onstage. This was what one "guest" kept insisting to a co-worker of mine. He actually began the conversation with "I know your secret..." Adamantly he insisted that we ferment the fish - ferment the fish - inorder to intoxicate the whales. I don't know about you but... give me a call if you ever see Fish Wine on the market.

In other news, I finally have a bed, so no more sleeping on the floor for me, like I have been since May 31! I want people to see my house, come visit San Diego you magnificent bastards!!!