If you ever wanted to know more about me, well xkcd has a very fitting comic that might help:
When I saw it this morning, I knew I had to print it out and add it to the small collection on my wall… I could see this scenario playing out in my life. Flying shark and all.
I wouldn’t say I was one of the weird kids, you know them… the weird, creepy little kids… But well, I was sort of an odd child. I remember getting bored in my kindergarten class, and decided to amuse myself by rubbing a glue stick all over the bottom of my shoes, and then marching around on the linoleum just to hear that sticky sound.
I think I could be one of those scientists, figuring out absurd ways of tracking sharks. Lord knows I’d probably concoct amazing ways and reasons just to get near a shark… (The fact that I haven’t been to the Aquarium still astounds me…) Well, knowing me, I’d probably either put a leash on the flying shark, or try to ride it. Or maybe both.
More-so, however, I think that I have more in common with the little girl. I don’t know how many times my parents have had to listen to some of my crazy ideas and notions of what I wanted to me… It only took a few documentaries on the Discovery Channel for me to become mildly obsessed with sharks (so much so that, yes, I do have a shark tattoo). Had I seen a shark fly by? Well, you’d be reading a much different blog right now.