squid vs. ketchup potato chips

My friend Pete G. sent me this article this morning (thank you PG!!!!):
http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-shark7-2010mar07,0,5015116.story

While I agree with one of the comments that what is presented here as new information is actually old news, I liked the way this article portrayed great whites. And, going way back to Banff, it made me think again about why I like great whites. I guess it's in part because I'm like a great white (except I don't eat squid because I'm allergic).

-great whites migrate 1,600 miles to eat squid; I have been known to drive pretty far to eat sushi (one time driving from Estes Park to Baltimore straight so I could get to this sushi place because it was Friday when I left Estes Park and the sushi place was closed on Sunday, so I had to get there by Saturday)
-great whites are popular and inscrutable - sounds like me
-great whites are sharks that come to the coast, but don't live there - I fly to the coasts often (east and west) but wouldn't live in either place again (unless I was super rich)
-great whites are described in the article as "Nomads but not outlaws, they yearn for a home" - and I am a britishly anointed nomad, who would like a home, even though I have one, but it doesn't count because I'm never there - also, if it weren't too much to ask, I'd like a home that didn't need so many repairs

Also, I will take this moment to mention that I bought a bag of french canadian potato chips. I thought they were something else, because they had a tomato on the front of them (the title of the bag was "President's Choice" and then it said "Assaisonnees" and under that was a tomato - I was like hmmm, if the president eats this, maybe I should too - I thought it was going to be something exciting). It turns out they are ketchup flavored potato chips. That's right, ketchup.

For fuck's sake canada...what's wrong with you guys? That has to be one of the most disgusting things I've put in my mouth. Lately.