September 2016 – Blog No. 3

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It has been a nagging feeling for some time now, the feeling that I am being used as live bait.  For some big fucking fish or something.  But I am a cat.  Cats catch fish, whatever bait was taken.  That is perhaps the first thing any ‘Big Fish’ must learn before it swings trapeze on a feline string.  Cats will not necessarily eat the fish they catch, not all cats eat sushi.  Cats are natural hunters.  They will take a fish out of water from time to time and simply watch it flap around for a while.  If they get hungry, they might kill it and eat it.  Or they might not.  They might instead turn it into five thousand loaves of bread for the soup kitchen.  I suppose when intelligence was allocated fish were measured on their ability to climb trees.  A wise fish would have opted for wings, in that instance.  Like a wise pirate walking his own gangplank would opt for a mermaid rather than a flying fish when he leaps into the sea.  No.  Virgil never had any issues with mermaids.  He was a close friend of Poseidon’s Trident, which meant he could breathe underwater.  So, it would seem, could his parrot, else it would not be perched on his shoulder today squawking for cocktails.

Ask any macaw about a squawking parrot and a cocktail, they will tell you whether Virgil and the Pirate prefer pinacoladas to margueritas or whether you can expect a storm in your teacup.  The last I heard, birds of a feather flocked wherever.  Unless they were homing pigeons.  In which case they would have gone straight home to their loft and done some flocking.  There is no point in being lost when you don’t know where you are.  When getting lost, be sure to take yourself with you.  That is the safest way to make your loss into a find.  Taking yourself with you does not mean neglecting your own attendance, it means you become very adept at choosing your moments to go and get lost.  For instance, you would not want to go and get lost in a moving Bermuda Triangle.  You would need to know when the Triangle was going to move so as not to get lost in its transition.  Without that key information?   I would not suggest flying into a triangle.

The year 2016 is seeing itself out.  That is a good thing.  Each year is accountable for its achievements and it is pleasing to see this year has been no exception with regards the measurement and presentation thereof.  In fact, this has been such an interesting year that I cannot wait for next year to begin demonstrating its prowess.  It is bound to be a great deal better than 2016, and for evolution’s sake – it better had be.

You cannot outgrow evolution, no matter how hard you rail against its changes.  That is the good news.  And more is the question, why would anyone want to?  Evolution got us here in the first place.  Kick against its change and it will kick you straight back into the caves to hunt berries and chip flint.

 

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One response to “September 2016 – Blog No. 3

  1. Catfish are in many rivers, lakes, and ponds. You need to go fishing and have a fish fry.

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