If you have a secret that you don't want anyone to ever learn about but you have to tell someone, you whisper it into the tiniest suction cup on the tentacle of a giant dying squid at the bottom of the ocean... or you post about it on your LJ friends list. Right? Squid are on the brain and in the stomach lately. I am in love with them because they break the well known riddle of animals in the natural world... you know, the one that states that any given animal can have one or two out of three (but not all three) of the following qualities: beauty, smarts, tastiness. Humans are beautiful and smart, but not terribly tasty, jellyfish are beautiful and tasty, and chickens pigs and cows are only tasty. Some people are strictly uglyovores... only eating things that aren't cute. Some people would never eat something that's smart, like a dog or a monkey. But, squid are the exception! If someone doesn't like squid, it's mostly because it's too chewy, not because it's too beautiful or too smart. They are the anomalies of the cuisine world, not to mention the deep blue. Go squid go!
I want to tell you all kinds of things that are going on. Doubling down on love, life, and friends means doubling down on living it out. Maybe tonight I'll ramble on about some of that. For now, what would you rather eat: balls or brains? I'm taking a survey and have a hypothesis about it.
No advice column.
- to squid!