That sounds bad, bad, bad indeed! :eek: Miss beckdawrek would be proud!
Can we include our bad, bad, bad New Year stories in this thread too?
Okay, here’s my cool, cool, cool Christmas story. Did I mention just recently that I worked (and lived) at a research lab with dolphins in Honolulu? Yes, I did:
I was there from 1980 to 1984. The lab was staffed by a director, two associate directors, several grad students (two of whom also lived at the lab), and a bunch of volunteers. I was a part-time mostly volunteer. For the Christmas break, everybody tended to go home to wherever they really lived. Even the upper-level staff, who lived locally, weren’t around much. Just me. I had nowhere else to go.
So, on Christmas Day (1981 I think, maybe 1982) I was there all alone, just me and two dolphins, on Christmas Day. I thawed out the frozen fish and fed them, morning and afternoon. This was all outdoors in a pouring rainstorm, and all I was wearing was swimming trunks and sandals. Feeding is a time-consuming process, as a meal consisted of 40 or so fish for each dolphin, hand-fed one fish at a time.
Being out in the rain like that on Christmas Day is cool, but in Hawaii that’s not too bad. It was comfortably cool, not bone-chilling cold. That’s about as cold as it ever gets in Hawaii, even in the winter rain.
Here’s a pic by the way, taken in somewhat brighter weather.
Next up: Okay, I’ll tell you about my bad, bad, bad New Year stories.