The Omnivorous Fish

Another long stint between posts, and I don’t do a lot of trick photos of eggs in famous moments in musical theater history. No wonder nobody reads this thing. Well, except haddock and occasionally shuna. Oh, and the Agent, when I mention the blog and he feels guilty. It’s ok, though, I’ve never done anything for recognition. I do things for me, or for other people, not for recognition of me. Believe me, if I wanted that, I would have stayed in languages. I could have gone to school anywhere for foreign languages. The head of the language department of my high school never ceased to try and challenge me with a word or two here and there of a language I didn’t know. He never got me, although he did know a lot more German idioms than I. I was the foreign language beauty queen blah blah blah.