Fish Die. Your Feet Get Wet At The Beach.

We had a death in the family. One of Adam’s 3 Bala Sharks was found fins up today. It seems like kind of a silly thing to be a bit sad about, but the Sharks have been around for a long, long time. I think we have had them in the tank for nearly 8 or 9 years. The one who died was the runt and we did notice recently, even though he/she had been eating normally, that he/she was starting to look a little gaunt. Lucky bastard. I wish I could eat like that and lose some weight, although look how far it got the fish.

I have to comment on a news story today that made both the local news and the (very tragic) Today Show this morning. Apparently there is some movement against advertisers targeting junk food/unhealthy food to kids under 12. O.K. I get that kids shouldn’t eat so much crap. Hell, I shouldn’t eat so much crap……although I really don’t eat too much crap. Yes, I had an ice cream sandwich for dessert after dinner tonight……shut up! Anyway, I also get that advertisers do target certain audiences in order to make a point and a buck. What I DON’T get is where the parents of these fat-assed, unhealthy little punks are while all of this is going on! Once again it is easier to blame everyone but the people who should ultimately be taking responsibility. YOU! All of you who just had to pop out youngin’s and then decide to let TV and video games and everyone else raise them besides YOU! Lame! Take some responsibility for your actions and your kids actions too! Jesus people. I think instead of taking action against the advertisers we should actually cook a dinner or pack a lunch for our kids and include a fucking carrot for God’s sake. Teach your kids some responsibility and take ownership of your lives. PLEASE!

O.K. Enough of the soap box for one evening. Monday cannot come soon enough. I don’t think I have mentioned that this will be the first time I have ever swum in the ocean. I have been to the ocean. I have gotten my feet wet in the ocean. But I have never swum in it, so I am very much looking forward to the salty sea-water experience. And can I just say that “swum” is a ridiculous word?! Actually I am more interested in the relaxation and spending time with the group. I actually took Adam’s lead and ordered a couple of books to take with me to read on the plane and on the beach. You have to understand that I HATE to read…..well with the exception of music and cooking magazines. But that hardly qualifies as reading in my opinion. Anyway, I got a true novel (Catcher In The Rye) which I have never read and probably should have years ago, as well as a trashy memoir (Party Monster – originally published as Disco Blood Bath) – a true crime memoir of the Club Kids in New York in the 90’s. I have seen the movie several times and decided to actually read James St. James’ account of the whole ridiculous time and incident. It looks like a very easy read. I wouldn’t be surprised if I finished it in a day, assuming it keeps my attention long enough. That really is one of the major reasons I don’t read hardly at all……it bores me to death and puts me to sleep. I most certainly don’t want to be bored or asleep in the sun!

A friend of mine in College, Chris Jamison, used to say, “Fish die. Your feet get wet at the beach.” That was her way of saying “shit happens.” And it is true if you think about it. Both things are pretty much inevitable. You can’t stop either from happening. It seemed rather fitting for this blog.

Now go eat your vegetables! Yes, you too Stephanie!