That’s a Moray

It’s like the Monterey Bay Aquarium people knew I was coming. And that the sight of my intoxicating love globes would send the octopus into paroxysms of madness. Lovecraft had nothing on these mounds of madness.


Happy Anemone is happy!


Yes, in fact, I *did* sing the na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na Batman!! Song to these bat rays. They enjoyed it. Nobody sings to them anymore. Not since that unfortunate outing to a Tim Curry musical (it didn’t end well).
This is the very Bay for which the aquarium is named.
It is a truism that when you go to see penguins, they will attempt to swim through the seven-inch plexiglass to hop into your lap. But only if you’re me.
We call them “jellies” now. Not “jellyfish”. Snurr snurr snurr.
Actually, EVERYTHING just wanted to swim into my lap. Dude here is the size of a queen size bed. Name’s Garry.
Leafy Sea Dragon!

  2 comments for “That’s a Moray

  1. Suz
    29 February 2012 at 10:22 am

    I love this place. I could spend an entire day going between the otters and the seaweed room.

  2. 29 February 2012 at 10:34 am

    Awesome! I love the Jellyfish.

i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.

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