Some years ago, I met a naive, buxom blonde at a cocktail party. The asked me how whales reproduce.
I told her with a straight face that whales came from eggs laid in the bottom of the ocean. She swallowed my story.
I placed the whale egg on display in Blackie's Bar with a pseudoscientific verification that it was an authentic item. I thought that few people would believe the story, but I was wrong. Some doctors, lawyers, professors and teachers believed the whale egg was real.
Later on, the buxom blonde lady bought the egg at my charity auction and had it shipped to her home in L.A. It is now on display in her living room. My whale egg is now part of history.
There's always someone to believe a wild story . . . isn't there?
Letter to Editor published in the Maui News April 15, 2012, and Lahaina News May 17, 2012