Around the World in 80 Days - Day 62
Though our journey with Phileas Fogg still hasn't reached the US yet, these would be close to where he was. As juveniles they prefer shallower areas with kelp beds, but as adults they go into deeper water off the coast of California and a bit down into Mexican waters. They will eat almost anything that they can fit in their mouths, and as fish that can grow to be 8 feet long, they have large mouths. They grow as they age, and it is thought that the 8 foot long ones could be 75 years old even. They have not been studied much, especially the Mexican population. Unfortunately because they were nearly fished into extinction it meant that there were not many to study. There is hope that the populations are beginning to recover now.
Remember how I said I was going to try to use my pencils until I can't use them anymore? Well, this little nub is all that is left of my black. I used a good bit of it today and when I sharpened it I had to use my jewelry making needle-nose pliers in order to be able to turn it. I don't know how many more days I will have left with this pencil. It is getting more difficult to draw with this pencil, but I don't want to waste any of it! Any time I see my hand I think about how nice it would be to have pretty nails. Not sure I'd be able to use this pencil if I did though because of the way I have to hold it. I remember back when I was first married, working in an office, and we didn't have kids to support, I would go to hair salons instead of cutting my own hair. Granted, it was usually the cheapest salons out there, but still. I also though would get my nails done. I'm what I call a fru-fru tomboy and I really loved having my nails long and pretty. I usually have no nails of my own. They just break and peel and crack. My bff Ladybug has great natural nails. I try to say that it is because I'm an artist, but I haven't touched my clay in a long time and that was the only art medium I used that I really could legitimately blame on no nails. Clay sucks the moisture from your hands and nails, and when you work on the wheel, the natural grit that is in clay can sort of file down your nails if you aren't careful. Now all I can blame with any semblance of honesty on my art is if I have blue or green nails!