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#3 -- Wavves

You Guys, I love the band Wavves.

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#2 -- SleepyTime

The shad is a curious fish. Hailing from the herring family clupeidae, it spends the majority of its life in saltwater, yet migrates back to freshwater to spawn. Such types of fish are rare, but not entirely unheard of, and Scientist have agreed to classify them as anadrmous fish. Shad are found on both sides of the Atlantic Ocean as well as, to a much lesser extent, parts of the Mediterranean.

Unfortunately, due to overfishing, extensive pollution, and the construction of dams that inhibit migration patterns, certain areas in North America were dangerously close to losing their shad populations by the late twentieth century. One such freshwater mating sanctuary in jeopardy was the Potomac River, near which my elementary school is built.

Westbrook Elementary, liberal and environmentally conscious that it is, partook in a program in which every year, the fourth grade class would raise shad eggs to their infantile state—shad fry being the proper nomenclature—and then release them into a safe spot of the Potomac. There, they would be able to grow to adulthood and return to the Atlantic. The Westbrook Elementary PTA also pledged its support to various fish ladder initiatives, which called for the installation of dorky little devices in dams up which the shad could flop, and then continue to swim, upstream to their mating grounds. Naturally, I took part in this program.

Thanks to Westbrook Elementary school’s efforts, combined in part with increased shad awareness and legislative protection from overfishing and pollution, the shad are making a promising comeback. So successful is their rehabilitation that fishing regulations have been loosened in the past year with the understanding that more fish can be harvested and still the shad community will remain a viable part of the ecosystem. Think of it as moving from Orange Alert for fish to whatever the color equivalent of Not About To Become Extinct is.

What I am trying to say here, I guess, is that lucid dreaming is much easier to do than reviving the shad population of the northern Potomac River from near annihilation, and yet I still Do Not Fucking Get It.

Somehow, I am doing this wrong.