Do all the interns get Glocks?

I found out today that people read my blog! 2 whole people! Wow, what a feeling. Makes me want to change my name to Bloggy Mcbloggs-a-lot. But I won't. It just makes me feel like doing it. So in celebration of said discovery, I'm going to post to my Blog. Well, if you have gotten this far, technically I already have posted to my Blog, but that's just a technicality.

There always seem to be enough worthy events about which I could post, but I'm trying to limit myself to only those of which I have photographic evidence to support any outlandish claims I may make, as to avoid any questions of authenticity (you know, such as the time I invented the question mark, or that I spend summers in Rangoon doing luge lessons). So first up is the topic of current obsessions. Outside of the typical fare, such as Excite Truck on the Wii and rolling around naked in piles of money, I have finally started getting into the water. Hesitant at first, I spent a month or 2 waiting for the damn stuff to get warmer. But alas, it doesn't get that warm, neither land, air, nor sea here in Wellington. So I've learned you just wait for the calm and hopefully sunny days to enjoy the water (now don't mistake the word "sunny" with the idea of "warmth". This is a common misconception of people who live everywhere else in the world). And the other misconception that has been brought to my attention is the idea that living next to the ocean means that there are waves in the water, and therefore things that can be surfed upon. Wrong again. Those apparently only come in the winter or when the southerly Antarctic (yes, that means from Antarctica) winds come in. So this Southern California Boy is working his way up to that. Which brings me to the first water obsession that is keeping me occupied for the time being - Spear Fishing. A friend at work is really into spear fishing, and he has in turn gotten a decent group of us hooked on it - about 7 of us total. We have all bought our proper gear (masks, fins, gloves, hoods) and he has enough guns to arm a small underwater military coup. So suited up and armed, we try to get in the water at least once or twice a week. I have to admit, it's thrilling. I love just being in the water, but i was surprised how much adding the element of the hunt can make it that much more intriguing. It's not like you are out there lighting the sea floor up with spears, its a very methodical, careful sport. You are lucky to come out with even one fish after a 2 hour dive. But every time I do it, I want to go back for more. Perhaps there is something to just gearing up and feeling like Team Zissou. If only we had earphones mounted in our hoods.....

Here are some pics of our latest dive.

And here are a few videos that our friend who got us into this has put together from some dives here in Wellington, in a few of the spots we usually dive at. He has a pretty sweet HD camera with a water housing, and he's a pretty good shot with one hand on his gun and one hand on the camera, as you will see (not duplicate videos, just looks that way)





This one's a little disturbing, so don't watch if you don't like to see your food "prepared".