I’ve been thinking I was overdue for a snakehead post, and surprised to see it’s been over a year since they last made an appearance here. Too bad that isn’t the case the Potomac river and it’s tributaries haven’t been so lucky, as evidenced by the recent discover of two adult snakeheads and 165 babies. In a puddle.

Damn.

I’ve been thinking about snakeheads lately, though, having recently caught the tail-end of the SciFi opus, Snakehead Terror. I love the part where they break into the house and march up the stairs. Or is it down the stairs? I’m always laughing too hard and never remember exactly. The real snakehead situation? No laughing matter.