Fishing for...fish.

I sat here this morning, listening to the sound of a fishing video. One of our company's partners is off on vacation and has posted updates along the way. (Apparently his kids have been...seasick.)

But thinking about fish and fishing, I begin to wonder...what if fish developed some kind of mass communication network? And the "one that got away" spread the word about food hanging from strings, with hidden hooks in them? Would it go like Halloween candy in the 80s? Would mother fish have to check baby fish's food at all times? Would some fish go vegetarian and start eating only underwater plants?

And what would people do if the fish stopped biting? It might not affect bigger fishing operations who use giant nets. It also might not affect people who use quick hand grabs in rushing rivers. But would all the sport fishermen of the world slowly get the message and stop sitting out on boats and drinking beer and chatting? I think they wouldn't. I think they would complain at the end of the day about the fish not biting. I think legend and myth would get stirred up about where the fish WERE biting. And men would follow the stories and buy different bait and wait and wait and drink their beers.

I don't think anyone would stop fishing.

I wonder what things we engage in now that are lost causes...participating, devoting time to things that may never give us the outcome we hope for, time and time again. Are there things we do for the simple enjoyment of doing them- but which have a particular finish line we never reach? I'll think on this one and get back to you.

The sky from our steps after a day of gloomy rain. Sometimes the sky surprises us.

And as you can see, the mirror photography of my macbook has made our street number seem like a foreign word. I thought I'd keep it that way.

Memorial Day Weekend Begins

After a slightly less than stressful work week (Wednesday and Thursday's work totaled 47 minutes), the folks at GD Onassis are flying the coop at 2:00 and going for drinks.

Where, you ask?

The Beer Hole.*

Tonight brings a chance to relax (god, did I mention how STRESSFUL this week has been?!), clean the house a bit (this might preclude the relaxing bit- I do have a growing list) and indulge in the second greatest American fatmaker: pizza. The first of course, being the hamburger. I think the might also include a screening of the Woody Allen favorite, Annie Hall, most likely at the Grand Cinema of County Line.

Enjoy your Memorial Day weekend, folks : )



*anywhere that serves beer