Speaking of dolphins...

This is the kind of story that gives you chills...

"BEIJING, April 14 (Xinhuanet) -- Thousands of dolphins blocked the suspected Somali pirate ships when they were trying to attack Chinese merchant ships passing the Gulf of Aden, the China Radio International reported on Monday.

The Chinese merchant ships escorted by a China's fleet sailed on the Gulf of Aden when they met some suspected pirate ships. Thousands of dolphins suddenly leaped out of water between pirates and merchants when the pirate ships headed for the China's."

Read more at http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2009-04/14/content_11184581.htm

Dolphins, dolphins and more dolphins

You can't tell from these pics--but the dolphins were SO close to our boat. It was soooo cool; I was driving the boat, doing my typical lead-foot thing (even on water, LOL), when we noticed a dolphin just ahead of us. I cut the motor--and then we looked around and realized we were SURROUNDED by them. It was truly breathtaking--a really, really awesome moment, the kind that will stay with you forever. Anyway, here are some shots from Easter Dolphin Day.

No, seriously--Happy Easter

If you've never thought of Easter as a "drinking holiday," then you've never spent it with a bunch of teachers on Spring Break.

OMG, I just had the best Easter EVER. To start with, I spent the day on the Gulf, SURROUNDED by dolphins (for realz--I steered us smack dab in the middle of a school of dolphins--they were EVERYWHERE. It was truly breathtaking)...and then I went to my friends' house for dinner.

Holy crap.

First, let me say that I ate LAMB. Yes, me. ME. And it was actually pretty good. I had a smallish piece, but I ate it all. AND I ate broccoli casserole. Since I am the world's pickiest eater, both of these events were quite noteworthy in and of themselves.

And THEN, my friends, the drinking games began.

(What? YOUR Easters didn't involve drinking games? Then shit, you're hanging out with the wrong crowd, bitches.)

The best game of the night was called Left-Right-Center, a dice game that is impossible to explain but, rest assured, many of you will be learning at Girls' Weekend in July. =-) The "winner" has to take a shot (in this case, whiskey). However, a special rule (hereby known as "The Gang Bang rule") was officially implemented tonight--if you miss the table ENTIRELY with your dice (and, in my case, actually hit yourself in the HEAD with them), then you have to take a special, just-for-being-a-dumbass shot. Yes, the rule was named after me (although I was certainly not the last)--and yes, the guys in the group STILL insist on calling me Gang Bang. In fact, after tonight, FOUR of them now have me in their phones as "Gang Bang" (including one of the guys in from North Carolina: "dude, I can't wait to go home and tell them I know a chick named Gang Bang").

All in all, it was a very happy Easter.

And I have some AMAZING friends. I am truly blessed.