We call it catching, not fishing.

A low-key weekend around here...did some design work, and went a little nuts at the craft

store on scrapbook stuff.  Nathan got up early Sunday morning around 6 to go fishing with

Ron, a co-worker on NASA's exclusive beach. 

I told him not to come home unless you have dinner...so this is what we brought...

 

A 4.5ft. Black tip shark. 

I Was thinking of putting the head in the mailbox with the mouth open...but

I don't really want to piss off the mail lady that bad. It'd be a funny joke though right? 

He has REALLY sharp teeth, just like needles....no tongue, no bones in this creature. Their

skin feels like a cat's tongue, very fine sandpaper texture.

Who's coming for dinner? Shark steaks are very good and a delicacy here.

Hope ya'll had a good weekend!