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Eric and Bruce the shark.
Posing at the Sydney Aquarium with Bruce, from Finding Nemo.

ETCETERA: So this is another thing about me: I love sharks. It started with a randomly assigned research report for my high school freshman English class, for which I checked out a book called (duh) SHARKS. The book's not even out there anymore (although I still have a copy); it was probably outdated when I read it. The book had a cover image of a tiger shark, mouth slightly agape, fin breaking the surface right by the "h" in "sharks." It had horror stories from attacks and amazing pictures of divers with whale sharks. I was totally hooked. (Sorry for that. It has to be said.) Over the years, as I read more, and actually started to get credible books, I began to appreciate that sharks are really, really, bad-ass. They're beautiful. They're mysterious. They're occasionally forty-five feet long. They occasionally show up in tabloids eating Russian submarines. What's not to like?

Over the years, the obsession mellowed a bit (don't hold your breath waiting for third-party confirmation of that, though), into a kind of general obsession with everything going on underwater, with sharks as the kind of pinnacle of marine life excitement. All of which is a long way of saying that this is a page of links to things or people I like, and an explanation for why many of those things are marine-related.

Is it weird that I keep track of all the aquariums I've visited? Naaah.