Catch of the day

You all are probably wondering how karaoke night went (and by "you all" I mean Amal and Carrie, since I don't think anyone else reads this thing).  I'll write about it later, but for now, I HAVE to tell you what happened to me when I was running this morning!  I was bopping along near the harbor, listening to the Top 40 that my brother had added to my iPod this weekend, when all of a sudden there were a THUNK on my head out of nowhere.  As I was processing the fact that I was hit on the head, my ponytail started to get yanked, and I realized that I was attached to a fishing wire that was being frantically yanked by a tiny Chinese man.  I must have run by at the exact second that he was casting his line, and his hook was stuck in my hair!  As I tried to gingerly remove the disgusting, fishy-smelling hook from my hair, the man continued to desperately yank at the line.  Then he started screaming at me in Chinese as he yanked.  It was ridiculous.  Finally I extracted myself from the hook, no thanks to my fisherman friend, but discovered that whatever he was using as bait was shredded into my hair.  From what was contained in the dirty bucket next to the man, I deduced that it was some sort of raw squid.  Believe you me, that was the fastest run home from the harbor I have ever done.  I didn't even stop to stretch, just ran straight into the building and up to take a shower.  GROSS!