of fan-ku and fauna
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Last night I got stung on the elbow by a wasp. I was kneeling down and leaned forward, and put my elbow down right on something that stung it. Hard. I think it was a wasp but I didn't get a good look. It really hurt, still does!
Also, one of our fish, the male pineapple swordtail, died a couple of days ago. By the time I noticed the following morning, much of his biomass had been recycled back into the aquarium (in other words, somebody had eaten him), but fortunately so far everyone else still looks healthy. That was an interesting lesson/discussion for my son - much like the time there were (very unexpectedly) baby fish in the aquarium one morning, but by suppertime they were gone despite my efforts to protect them...
On a happier note, the other night
madame_meretrix posted some awesome fandom haikus, which triggered a whole impromptu evening of Fan-Ku (TM). Go check it out for a mix of fun, weirdness, beauty and porn mostly about SPN, J2, Spike, and accountancy (yeah, really). I missed it, being asleep at the time (darn time zones), but wrote a spur-of-the-moment thing the next morning:
Lightning and thunder
and rain pouring down and through
the hole in the world.
They stand side by side
fighting back to back, always,
linked by blood and time.
Two centuries gone,
not enough to melt their pride;
it remains unsaid
but shows in action:
each blow accepted for the
other, till the last
when flesh melts to dust
in the final reckoning.
Love was not enough.
Also, one of our fish, the male pineapple swordtail, died a couple of days ago. By the time I noticed the following morning, much of his biomass had been recycled back into the aquarium (in other words, somebody had eaten him), but fortunately so far everyone else still looks healthy. That was an interesting lesson/discussion for my son - much like the time there were (very unexpectedly) baby fish in the aquarium one morning, but by suppertime they were gone despite my efforts to protect them...
On a happier note, the other night
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Lightning and thunder
and rain pouring down and through
the hole in the world.
They stand side by side
fighting back to back, always,
linked by blood and time.
Two centuries gone,
not enough to melt their pride;
it remains unsaid
but shows in action:
each blow accepted for the
other, till the last
when flesh melts to dust
in the final reckoning.
Love was not enough.