One of the coolest things I saw last time I went to Sea World: there's a pack of feral sea-lions seperated from the ones you can feed. And they're fracking HUGE. And tattooed with numbers.

Turns out the three of 'em discovered a salmon fishery run that emptied out into the bay in Washington, parked themselves at the exit and enjoyed an All-You-Can-Eat buffet until the owners had a bounty put on 'em.