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I Have a Question…Actually, I Have More Than One

Why do we watch? Despite the fact it’s become a cultural phenomenon to millions of people, why do we, individually, sit on a couch and decidedly press the buttons on the controller that take us to The Discovery Channel for “Shark Week?” To discover something new I suppose.

“Shark Week,” in the literal sense, is a week of documentaries and informative stories about sharks, their habits, dangerously incredible close-ups, new revelations and so forth. In the metaphorical sense, it’s an opportunity over several days to revert back to our instincts of elementary school. What does this mean exactly? Reflecting on our experiences from kindergarten through the fifth grade, one of the constants was our insistence to learn as much about something that peeked our interest as possible. Whether it was sharks, bears, insects, adventures in books, sports, math, Sega Genesis, Nintendo, science, etc., we were hooked. We were not just thirsty for Capri Sun, but also for knowledge.

The amount of information we wanted to absorb was boundless. Do you think I’m wrong? If you have any nephews, nieces, sons or daughters around the preschool to elementary school age, try to compute just how many questions they ask you about anything and everything on a daily basis. Why? Why? Why!?

It’s their nature. It’s instinctive. Nobody tells them at a young age to ask a limitless amount of questions. They just do. Then, during the teenage years of our lives, we transition to a phase when we don’t seek as many answers to questions that are academically related. At some point though, we cycle back around to find the glow of knowledge from our younger days that rejuvenates an inner spark and desire to want to learn about what surrounds us and how everything works.

Who? What? When? Where? Why? How?

Some of you may be wondering why there were so many questions asked throughout this post? Because if nobody asks questions, how do we discover anything new? How do learn where we come from? How do we know where we are going? Where do great white sharks mate? Do sharks really mistake humans for seals? How do painters dream up their masterpieces? Do aliens exist? Will somebody ever invent a teleportation device? How has there not been a new “Bill & Ted’s” adventure made in more than twenty years?

This week, it’s sharks. What will it be tomorrow? The day after that? Next week?

Good question.

Either on Land or in the Sea…

Did you guess what kind of shark I am?

I swim in the ocean, that’s no surprise,
it’s best to steer clear, just a word to the wise
I’m not a picky eater, it’s one of my traits,
Anything and everything, including some random license plates
The music to my life dates back to the eighties, from that band with Slash,
who had a popular song that’s fitting if we ever do clash

If you decide to go scuba diving in the Caribbean, know that you have been warned,
because, odds are, you will be mourned

Without making any sudden movements or noises, the poem above secretly reveals that I am…

a Tiger Shark!

What Kind of Shark Am I?

Continuing the celebration of “Shark Week,” I present to you a special riddle!

Can you guess what kind of shark I am?

I swim in the ocean, that’s no surprise,
it’s best to steer clear, just a word to the wise
I’m not a picky eater, it’s one of my traits,
Anything and everything, including some random license plates
The music to my life dates back to the eighties, from that band with Slash,
who had a popular song that’s fitting if we ever do clash

If you decide to go scuba diving in the Caribbean, know that you have been warned,
because, odds are, you will be mourned

Have your guess ready because the answer will be posted tomorrow!

Happy Monday!

It’s the 26th Annual “Shark Week!”

Just in case you missed the “Megalodon: The Monster Shark That Lives” show last night (hey, nobody thought a tornado with sharks could happen either…), you’ll recognize those classic six-words that may be uttered by someone this week on the Discovery Channel in true Police Chief Brody style:

Dun-Dun…

Happy “Shark Week” Everyone!