The part that they play is basically when the guy was working for a restaurant. The cook needed 20 pans to cook rice in, but they were apparently so filthy the only way to clean them was to lay them in seawater. So he sent this guy down at low tide to put them in, not thinking that when the tide rose the pans would be gone.

Then in the morning he sent the guy back out to get the pans, but the tide had risen so he only found one. The cook got pissed and said that it was coming out of the guys pay, then sent him to another city to get pans from another restaurant. The guy, whom by the way is nicknamed Giggles, hopped on a bus and never came back.

My gratitude to you, oh bringer of fortuitous tidings!

From this week's issue of The New Yorker:


Shouts & Murmurs February 16, 2015 Issue
Diary of the Left Shark
By Kelly Stout




A remarkable feat of agility was performed on Sunday night, and it had nothing to do with football. It was the sharks. . . . The dancing sharks at Katy Perry’s Super Bowl halftime show . . . danced in unison. But soon, one of the sharks, specifically Left Shark, said enough of that, and began to do his own thing frenetically on national television.

—Washington Post.

First rehearsal went great. Katy says to just call her “Katy”—very down-to-earth move. Happy to see Eric! Grateful he got me this gig, as not a lot of work out there for us sharks.

Second rehearsal O.K. Eric picking up dance moves faster than me, which is no biggie, since I’m still getting over quad injury. Still, resolving to work harder. Went for a beer afterward with dancing Blue Surfboard, named Jeremy. He’s worked with Miley Cyrus!

Eric texted wanting to know if I could use some “extra practice.” Didn’t think I needed “extra practice,” but Eric = good buddy, so I value his input. Couldn’t meet him, though, had book club.

Eric acting high and mighty in rehearsal—keeps referring to himself as “old veteran.” Feel he should turn it down a notch. Super Bowl halftime show is not a combat situation, and metaphor makes no sense.

Rehearsal rough tonight. Eric called my grasp of choreography “amateurish.” Said he did big favor by recommending me, and now worried Katy won’t hire him again. Said work must be “on a professional level” with “zero tolerance for mistakes.” I told him I was sorry to have disappointed, that my work will be “professional level” from here on out. Went to bathroom and cried into fins, but no one saw except Jeremy, who was very understanding. J says Katy makes a lot of people crazy—just ask Russell Brand! Found joke to be a little sexist—and, besides, Katy not really the problem—but appreciated support.

Katy took me aside after rehearsal. Uh-oh. But no! Said she likes seeing my extra effort! On verge of major breakthrough vis-à-vis choreography!

Happy to have long weekend off from rehearsal to regroup. Guy at brunch overheard me talking about current gig and asked if I am a real shark! Of course I’m a real shark! Tried not to be offended, but people can be so ignorant.

Back at rehearsal. Things steadily better, but sometimes feel Eric = competitive with me, since so few of us sharks in the industry. But shouldn’t that bring us closer? (Rising tide lifts all sharks!)

Big day almost here. Grandma and Mom both called to say everyone back home’s rooting for me. Pressure, but in a good way.

Eric recommended some changes to choreography today. Katy considers Eric “genius,” so took recommendations. Feel my success with old choreography hard won, so am disappointed. This time, Eric didn’t offer any “extra help.”

More dance changes today! Can’t keep up, and Eric can tell. Hate to sound paranoid, but worry that Eric’s trying to sabotage me! Going to have a glass of Shiraz to relax before practicing new moves.

Regret drinking entire bottle of wine last night. Skipped rehearsal, which I realize is not “professional level” behavior, but Eric and his “zero-tolerance policy” can suck it.

Embarrassed by last diary entry. Eric is not sabotaging me. Am letting my insecurities get in way of friendship.

NOPE. ERIC’S DEFINITELY TRYING TO SABOTAGE ME. Super Bowl is tomorrow and he changed dance moves AGAIN. Trying to make a fool of me. Unsure which makes me sadder, potential end of dance career or potential end of friendship.

Super Bowl over. Grandma and Mom called to remind me that my personal best was all they ever asked for. Am laughingstock of Internet. Gained hundreds of Twitter followers, but suspect most are “joke” follows. Katy sweet about it.

Jeremy invited me to have a beer with him and other Surfboard. Frankly, feel that other Surfboard’s kind of a blowhard, so declined.

Got voice mail from Mom this morning asking if I’m considering going back for teaching degree. Said I’m “good with kids” and not end of world that dancing didn’t work out. Ouch.

Jeremy brought over falafel last night and made me forget Super Bowl debacle with impression of Taylor Swift. Didn’t know Jeremy = T.S. fan! Promised I wouldn’t tell Katy. Not that I’ll be working with Katy again anytime soon.

Text from Eric wanting to know how I’m “holding up.” Chose not to say anything, as had nothing nice to say.

Jeremy joining book club! Silver lining of Super Bowl ordeal.

Downloaded application to Columbia Teachers College. Think I could maybe make a difference in lives of youth, plus get mind off Super Bowl. Jeremy, Mom, and Grandma all supportive. Mom asked if Jeremy just a friend or what. Her ideas re male friendship pretty “stone age,” but appreciate her interest.

Feeling O.K. about future. Dance world maybe too toxic for shark like me. Perhaps whole episode not humiliation but wake-up call! Considering move to Austin. ♦

I'm not much of a sportsman (I do everything, but poorly).

At one point in my life I had the amazing opportunity to work at a company whose office was literally on the beach in Southern California. Every day at lunch, if the waves were good, everyone would surf.

One time out, one of the rare times I caught a wave and rode it into shore, as I was riding I looked down through the clear water and below my board was a school of at least a dozen fish surfing/following under me, whipping back and forth right under the tip of my board, just enjoying the tide in the same way I was.

That was one of the most beautiful memories I'll have for the rest of my life. Your comment just brought that up, didn't mean to hijack the thread, but wanted to say: Experience everything, everyone. We all deserve at least one magical moment in our lives. That was one of mine. I'm thrilled when I get to see or hear of others.

*quality *promote the visceral fear of being pushed into molten lava by Mama Nature and the Tides.

Dang.

Not to suggest you're one of those stupid people, or anything, but... its*

Just putting that out there.

"Let nature take it-apostrophe-s course." That's how I read it, mockingly, in my mind, when I see people using apostrophes wrong. It helps to stem the tide of infuriating murderrage if I mock the person, even if it's only to myself...

On TYT's thumbnail, Affleck's facial expression bears a striking resemblence to that of David Silverman (aka WTF-guy) when O'Reilly made his point about "tide goes in, tide goes out -- you can't explain that".

Intent or coincidence?

Also, anyone else miss Hitchens right now?

Man, Nabokov's prose could punch the balls off of anything Dickens ever wrote. You're seriously gonna hold up the language of Dickens as a shining example? The guy who wrote such memorable purplitudes as:
"And in this particular period, the skiey influences seem to tincture the animal life with their own mysterious and wayward spirit of change. The birds desert their summer haunts; an unaccountable inquietude pervades the brute creation; even men in this unsettled season have considered themselves, more (than at others) stirred by the motion and whisperings of their genius. And every creature that flows upon the tide of the Universal Life of Things, feels upon the ruffled surface, the mighty and solemn change, which is at work within its depths."

Tides go in...you can't explain that...etc.

I think it's shifting, but if you're in the US and you work and you just have time to watch the nightly news, it's nearly all Israel. They've got the time to make their arguments, they've got the support of the major networks. Now if you actually work at it, you get a bit more nuanced of a view but it's without the information of the last 40 years.

There's a lot of meat to this story and it goes back a long long time. Not a lot of people have the time to do a complete research project on it. Heck I've read a ton on the subject, I still can't remember all the happenings and goings on, I have trouble citing decisions and actions taken by either side.

While now currently in this conflict it seems that Israel is starting to lose around the world but that's not important. The countries around the world have already voted to stop this nonsense and get to a two state solution already. The US and Israel are the only ones who refuse, and Israel would immediately drop it if they didn't have the support of the most powerful nation on earth.

I hope you're right though that the tide is going to turn, and that US citizens (lets face it the only people who really matter ) are going to see the reality.

These clams are actually really cool and delicious too.
we hunt them on the Oregon coast at low-tide... it would be awesome to see a video of hunting these things, as they can dig super fast- up to a meter an hour.

That's pretty scary too but starfish are a keystone species, meaning when/if they go, the entire ecosystem changes...again. I've heard stories here in the west that the anemones are having trouble because the shellfish that the starfish ate are now taking over the tide waters and displacing them...I wonder what happens when the anemones go, surely something else needs them in order to live, and something needs that thing...and so on, and so on....talk about a slippery slope (pun intended).
We need a "we're all going to die" channel. :-)

The rock it is on is like, within a couple feet of the surface at low tide.

FUN FACT: This is the same lighthouse that everyone has seen, with the monster wave crashing around the keeper standing in the doorway. Which was a real photo btw, not faked in any way.

http://beingsakin.wordpress.com/2011/09/08/on-reality-iv/

How did they ever build that? That's crazy. Does the tide go out enough to allow a small piece of land to poke out or what?

Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin' the tree
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin' the tree

Waiting your time, dreaming of a better life
Waiting your time, you're more than just a wife
You don't have to do what your mother has done
She has done, this is your life, this new life has begun

It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day

Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin' the tree
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin' the tree

Turning the tide, you are on the incoming wave
Turning the tide, you know you are nobody's slave
Find your sisters or brothers who can hear all the truth in what you say
They can support you when you're on your way

It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day

Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin' the tree
Souma Yergon, Sou Nou Yergon
We are shakin' the tree

Changing your ways, changing those surrounding you
Changing your ways, more than any man can do
Open your heart, show him the anger and pain, so you heal
Maybe he's looking for his womanly side, let him feel

You had to be so strong
And you do nothing wrong, nothing wrong at all
We're gonna break it down
We're gonna shake it down, shake it all around

[Incomprehensible]
No no no no no no
No no no no no no
No no no no no no

It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day

It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day

It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day
It's your day, a woman's day

You had to be so strong
You do nothing wrong, nothing wrong at all
We're gonna break it down
We're gonna shake it down, shake it all around