Totally bored yesterday, I decided to see if Coney Island still existed. you know, the boardwalk, the pier, the aquarium, the hotdogs... Stuff I enjoyed a good hundred years ago and which I desired to be reacquainted with. Went into the aquarium, which is still there. Saw all the weirdly bizarre denizens of the deep. There's a fantastic and new exhibit of jellyfish called Alien Stingers, a must see...
The high point of the afternoon was, without a single doubt, at the walrus pool. Gazing within from the tunnel that presents the glass covered bottom of the pool... There is nothing quite so astonishing and startling as seeing a 3,000 pound male walrus dart gracefully towards the glass, hover while waiting for a good audience to build up, and then massage itself into a gargantuan erection and proceed to blow himself off... The excited cries of a dozen or so 5 to 10 year olds, asking mommy and daddy for an explanation... The sudden blushes as matronly housewives realized what it was that the cute animal was doing... And the best part, the deliriously happy guy who gave me his camera, clasped his blushing girlfriend (who worked at the aquarium, he explained) to himself in a bearhug, and insisted I take their picture with the monster erection as a backdrop...



