I find myself completely giddy, smiling from ear to ear, as I watch the sharks breach for only the millionth time in my life. But this year it is different. This year I am days away from physically getting to experience this wild act of nature in real life. Days from taking the plunge into a shark cage off of the famed Seal Island, and diving with great white sharks for myself.
Under normal circumstances, the 3+ hours of Discovery Channel per night might be considered excessive. Not this year. This year, I'm deeming it research...
- I need to understand the modern day characteristics of great whites while they hunt.
- Note to self: shark attacked camera when it was fucking with it while trying to hunt. Do not do.
- It is very necessary that I am aware of what angles I can best capture imagery.
- Note to self: guy on boat had big ass lens, took great pictures. Figure out how to do that.
- Who wouldn't be interested in learning what exactly a chumsicle consists of?
- Note to self: freeze dead fish guts into large block and let melt. Will attract sharks.
- I have to know why no one has ever seen this 20+ foot monster Hammerhead they call Hitler....wait, no...that's not relevant...
Needless to say, I am biting on all of it (see what I did there?). Watching with vested interest makes this year's Shark Week experience so much more rewarding. I will absolutely be that annoying adult who answers all of the questions when they are asked. So what?! It is almost like I am getting the rare opportunity to fulfill my childhood dream of becoming a marine biologist, if only for just a few short hours on August 28th. Please do not take that away from me...
Ma, Pa, look... This is the company I'm diving with!
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