Bull sharks have an unusually high tolerance to fresh water, and have been found even 50 km upriver. This one's a novelty, though. (They're also known man-eaters, so this isn't entirely comfortable news.)
Natter 67: Overriding Vetoes
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Bull sharks have an unusually high tolerance to fresh water
Yes. This is why I now freak out in now entirely justified ways about sharks in rivers and lakes and ... pools. Okay, the only addition to my freaking out was learning a few years ago that bull sharks totally will go in fresh water. The fear was already there. But now it is JUSTIFIED fear.
I will now add "sharks in the streets" to my list of fears. And maybe think about moving back to a more desert location where there are fewer possibilities of street sharks.
Sharks.
In the streets.
That is not cool, Australia. Not cool.
I actually think it's quite awesomely cool, in and of itself. However, in defence of my homeland, I will point out that this does not actually happen when we're not coping with massive natural disasters.
Logically, it's amazing and damn Nature is cool and, yes, terrifying.
Logic isn't so much driving my tugboat when it comes to sharks. They activate the phobia thing.
Logic isn't so much driving my tugboat when it comes to sharks. They activate the phobia thing.
I feel confident promising that should you ever visit Melbourne, we will be able to keep our rivers shark encounter-free.
should you ever visit Melbourne, we will be able to keep our rivers shark encounter-free.
Or at the very least, your roadways.
I will also endeavour to maintain a distinction between our rivers and our roadways, which is more than Brisbane can promise you.
David Oyelowo, the actor from Five Days.
The actor from Spooks! His accent was brilliant. It didn't occur to me to think of a British actor, between that and the facial hair. Coolness-thanks.
Don't think I'm going into the office tomorrow morning, fuckit. Too much pain. At least my brain had the decency to give me a dream with Tom Hardy cuddling and JGL joking (Tom later turned into a Latino construction worker, but it was all good).
I take chiros with a grain of salt, erin--they seem to think they can solve everything from sinus problems to diabetes.
Yeah, they definitely think that. I know a chiropractor, and once he felt the back of my head and told me I have digestion problems. But then he did some magic on my neck that felt great! No change in my stomach, though.
There was an accident on the BQE this morning, and I was woken up by a traffic helicopter that was hovering over my neighborhood at 6:30am. Motherfuckers.