Living the dream: researching octopus behavior in Alaska. Adventure is out there. Allons-y! (Hope you like Sunday Punday.)

I should be napping while I have a chance, but…

…I was tagged by hyacynthus to list five facts about myself, and since she’s been in her thesis cave and I missed her… 

  1. There are, inexplicably, occasionally SO MANY ants in my bed here on the island as of last night RIGHT NOW I JUST LOOKED. Ask me what I’ve done to fix it. (Answer: NOTHING. KILL KILL KILL) Was that a fact about myself? The fact is probably actually that I am beyond giving fucks about my personal comfort after sleeping on a 17’ whaler for like a month.
  2. I have one (large) tattoo that has been hard to protect while simmering in the glory of the Southern California sun after my skin tone reverted to factory settings after a year in gorram Alaska. My arms and legs no longer match my stomach and that’s fine by me. Frankenstein Life.
  3. I can’t believe how lucky I am that I get to study octopuses. I’ve fought really hard to make it happen, and I’ve given up a lot personally to make it happen. I want desperately to segue my skillset into a PhD, but practically nobody in the States does actual octopus study anymore, much less at a doctoral level. Major impending doom life decisions.
  4. I want a dog of my own, but I refuse to get one until I’ve left Alaska. Same for a boyfriend. If I can’t handle a dog financially or temporally, I surriously can’t handle a dude.
  5. I just turned around and there are ants all over my headboard. I hate everything.

That was so many more than five facts. I’m not going to tag anyone, because I need to wage war on some hymenopterans.

Hellooooo to all you new followers who have cropped up overnight! I’m in the middle of my last 24-hour track (ok, the selfie was from this morning), but tomorrow is my last day in the field here in Catalina, so I’ll be catching you up soon. Plus, like, dive footage featuring octopuses from world-class dive sites is on its way. This is possibly as exciting as my blog is going to be. I’ll try to make it up with more Giant Pacific Octopuses when I get back to Alaska…

…WELCOME TO THE SHOW, NERDS!

Hellooooo to all you new followers who have cropped up overnight! I’m in the middle of my last 24-hour track (ok, the selfie was from this morning), but tomorrow is my last day in the field here in Catalina, so I’ll be catching you up soon. Plus, like, dive footage featuring octopuses from world-class dive sites is on its way. This is possibly as exciting as my blog is going to be. I’ll try to make it up with more Giant Pacific Octopuses when I get back to Alaska…

…WELCOME TO THE SHOW, NERDS!

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thejunglenook:

markscherz:

wildwesjames:

   My name is Wesley James Lock I’m an artist and an aspiring biologist living on the west coast of Florida. For as long as I can remember I have loved two things, art, and animals. I started studying both from a very young age and my dream has always been to make a career out of it. Unfortunately I dropped out of school for personal and health reasons and recently had to quit my job as well. I had been working construction for the last couple years but kept getting injured and just can’t do it anymore. 

   I can still make art, and want to bring back to life my dream of making it as a wildlife illustrator. I’d love to start selling prints and doing commissions again to bring myself back into it. 

  If you like my work and are interested in buying or commissioning a piece please send me a message, or if you would be kind enough to share this I’d greatly appreciate it.

 I work in a wide range of budgets and always enjoy a challenge. Thank you for taking the time to read this, be well <3 

-Wes.

Alright guys I give up. I’m gonna go crawl into a hole and cease to exist, Wes is better than me at all things. Seriously, he’s basically the new Steven Irwin and at the same time a stupendous artist. If you are following me and you aren’t following him, your priorities are in the wrong place.

I love it when art and science come together in the amazing people on tumblr. 
(Side note: totally sending this link to all my family with the not so subtle suggestion that they get me some wildlife art for my birthday)

Oh helloooooooooo, Blue Ring Octopus.

WHY did my friend’s boyfriend just call my phone

madam-cj-says-relax:

(how the hell did he get my number), trying to put me on blast, saying I’m “putting shit in my woman’s head. You trying to fuck her? Where you live?”

WHY was my response, “asshole do you want me to send you Google map directions? How long you gonna be cause I’m real fucking curious as to how long I gotta wait for my fist and your face to finally meet.” THEN I actually gave him my address and after a few more ridiculous statements went, “is you coming, or NAH?!”

This fool said, “nah.”


I cannot. Calling me with that foolishness.

National Domestic Violence Hotline

If your partner pulls shit like this, you need to GET OUT.