Knowing of my love for cephalopods (not a joke), Sam sent me to this story in The Age. The massive squid caught last month weighed in at a shocking 495 kilos. If I’ve remembered my metric conversions, and there’s no reason to believe I have, that’s 1089 pounds of calamari. There’s an impressive photo in the story, so Sam probably thinks she’s blown my world.
Little does she understand what I dork I am.
I already had a picture of the beast in question on my desktop, which would be kind of appaling if it wasn’t so cool!

[I'm sorry to report that I'm not sure where this photo came from. I downloaded it last month for purely personal enjoyment, but am now using it without accreditation. This is, of course, against both copyright and good taste. If it yours, please let me know and thanks for reading the blog. Please don't sue me.]
Now, I don’t eat calamari (see above for declaration of love for squids, octopi, and cuttlefish), but apparently they’re going to use a huge microwave to defrost it. Insane. I feel like there’s a short story to be had in here somewhere… but that could just be the Cuban coffee talking.
By the way, the title originally read “Also - Giant Squid,” when I was informed by myself later (thanks self) that the squid caught was actually a colossal squid, not a giant squid. The colossal is fatter, but not as long. Pictures of a giant squid here.
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