Friday, May 05, 2006

The Ocean, The Stars, You, Me...and a shark

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It was a dark, moonless night. The only light was that of the millions of stars above and the dinoflagellates glowing phosphorescent in each breaking wave.

Okay, how would you finish this post? The cutie is Mrs. FC before she had made up her mind on becoming that. Feel free to let your muse flow...I'll be back with the nonfiction account this evening.

Update: 9:40 pm Friday

Bravo!
And the winners of the finish this post contest are:
In the, "I don't need no stinking shift key" category....DPR!

In the, " OMG, ROFL, I just laugh spewed my coffee all over the keyboard and screen" category...PABLO!

In the, " I'm taking this concept and running with it" category...DEB!

Thanks for the comments and playing along.
And now for the nonfiction version...


The future Mrs. FC and I had been to some event...neither one of us can remember what that was right now, but we remember that the drive on the beach was an impulse decision...we weren't really dressed for it.

You could still drive down the beach (in a 4WD) of Anastasia State Park to the south shore of the St.Augustine Inlet back then and we had Dad's Plymouth Trail Duster so off we went for a romantic beach drive and walk.

As we neared the inlet and just as we were running out of beach, we came upon this sandbar shark stranded a good distance from the retreating tide. Healthy sharks don't usually get stranded by a tide, my belief is that this one was caught or injured by someone surf fishing. Most of us weren't very crazy about sharks back then and would often leave a caught shark on the beach to die. It's different now.

The shark was alive, but only barely so, and there was no hope of it surviving. It was quietly gasping it's last breaths in the cold damp sand of a December night. We were it's only witness.

I was all, "Hey, be careful...it's not dead yet", but she knelt down beside it and patted it gently on the back.

A tear rolled down her cheek.

...for a shark.

17 comments:

Lightnin said...

Is this what Patience looked like when Thunder met you guys? Looks alot like Katie, huh?

Laura said...

"dinoflagellates glowing phosphorescent in each breaking wave."
only a science teacher would think of that... LOL

Looking forward to hearing about the shark, too. Nice pict of the very lovely Mrs. FC. :)

roger said...

as she wondered about a future with this smart, handsome, somewhat eccentric man who took her for new moon low tide walks, the shark winked at her and said "yes indeed! he's the one."

pablo said...

. . . she gazed down on the naked, drunk man, truly looking like a fish out of water, and said to herself, "Everyone says I'd be a fool to marry this man. But he looks so helpless. Maybe I could make something out of him. He'll have to learn table manners however!"










(to be continued)

threecollie said...

I was wondering if you were some kind of wereshark myself. That would explaing a lot about the picture. Was the moon full?

Deb said...

"The Shark Prince": By the light of the bioluminescent dinoflagellates, she came upon a form washed up on the beach. To her surprise it spoke to her. "Kiss me," it said. "For I am really a handsome prince, but a spell was cast upon me by some evil dude named Pablo, and he turned me into a shark! Only by kissing me can you break the spell!"

"Oh really!" she replied disdainfully. "You expect me to believe that?"

"If you kiss me," the shark replied, I will make for you a wonderful home in the country, and will bring you three fine children of whom you can be proud. Oh yeah, and all the fresh shrimp you can eat."

"Well...hmmm...you like Jimmy Buffet?"

"Of course!"

"Okay, it's a deal." She leaned over to kiss the shark, avoiding his sharp teeth, and at once he turned into a dashing young Floridacracker. And the rest, as they say, is history.

Abandoned in Pasadena said...

I like deb's story...I think that's what really happened...but on the other hand...maybe Mrs.Future FC caught the shart and is wondering how the heck she's going to get it home.

Rexroth's Daughter said...

Hey FC-- I just stopped back to see if you had posted the real tale. Deb's tory is grand. Who is this evil dude Pablo?

Floridacracker said...

Lightnin,
Two years after our confluence at UWF.

Laura,
You mean other people don't notice bioluminescent plankton? What a bunch of cold fish...I guess romance is dead :)

dpr,
good one...and sharks are fish that really can wink..nictitating membrane and all...

Pablo, Pablo,
You have to give spew alerts if you're going to be so damn funny. I can't wait for the sequel.

Deb,
Wow! Super tale...I especially like the "evil Pablo" and the "dashing FC" parts. Way to go!

Abandoned,
She's caught sharks before, but they are still swimming!

RD,
I was writing it as you dropped in. Just missed ya'

Deb said...

Well, I studied this post all day at work, and that's what happens when I come home and get a couple beers in me. :)

Any woman that can cry over a beached shark is first class! I probably would have shed a tear or two.

Hal at Ranch Ramblins said...

FC - I like your ending the best. Maybe you should think about marrying that gal.

Floridacracker said...

Hal,
Splendid idea!

Thunder Dave said...

Hey FC,
Sorry I've been laying low this past week. I was at Process Engineering Safety school and my brain has swollen inside it's shell!

I agree with the spew allert! I almost aspirated my beer when I read Pablo's response!
Deb's was absolutely hilarious too!

How'd the haircut go? It was about time you liberal hippy!

Mrs. S said...

No wonder you married her.

Good choice, dude ;)

Floridacracker said...

Dave,
Perhaps it's part of Pablo's evil plan to make us spew and thus short circuit our computers so that he can rule the internet!


Mrs. S,
It has proven to be so.

Leslie said...

Ah, Mrs. FC is definitely a keeper.
Not that there was ANY doubt.

Floridacracker said...

Leslie,
She is and I need to remind her of that more often.