Okay, maybe they do. But you must admit: the gulls of San Francisco Bay look more dignified--majestic even--when they're not battling over a raw chicken neck.
Wherein an unemployed reporter tries to catch as many fish as possible in a futile quest to avoid thinking about the dismal state of journalism or his dwindling bank balance
I caught a mess of crabs yesterday. I even took pictures. But if you visit this blog, you are probably weary of the crab pictures. I know I have. Crabs are simply not photogenic in the manner of, say, a channel catfish or a northern pike.