June 16, 2005

Thanks for all the fish. 28900 Species , 207200 Common names, 38400 Pictures, 35700 References, 1220 Collaborators, 11 million Hits/month

Sorry if this is a double post or old. I looked for it using the MoFi search feature and Google.

  • This is pretty amazing.
  • complete with its sidekick, LarvalBase! this is indeed incredible. great find! banana on a fish hook for you.
  • I recommend the piranha.
  • Zanshin, if it is a double, I certainly don't remember it, and even if it was, it would be worth posting again. RPM: actually, I prefer the filet of cod rather than the cod filet me.
  • Hard to believe since they're such an eluuusive fishy . . . Fackskinatin' too . . .
  • Heaven Fish (fly-replete, in depth of June, Dawdling away their wat'ry noon) Ponder deep wisdom, dark or clear, Each secret fishy hope or fear. Fish say, they have their Stream and Pond; But is there anything Beyond? This life cannot be All, they swear, For how unpleasant, if it were! One may not doubt that, somehow, Good Shall come of Water and of Mud; And, sure, the reverent eye must see A Purpose in Liquidity. We darkly know, by Faith we cry, The future is not Wholly Dry. Mud unto mud! -- Death eddies near -- Not here the appointed End, not here! But somewhere, beyond Space and Time. Is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth One Who swam ere rivers were begun, Immense, of fishy form and mind, Squamous, omnipotent, and kind; And under that Almighty Fin, The littlest fish may enter in. Oh! never fly conceals a hook, Fish say, in the Eternal Brook, But more than mundane weeds are there, And mud, celestially fair; Fat caterpillars drift around, And Paradisal grubs are found; Unfading moths, immortal flies, And the worm that never dies. And in that Heaven of all their wish, There shall be no more land, say fish. Rupert Brooke
  • In a perfect world, every Brooke has fish.
  • excellent. Is there a theory how they got from Africa to Indonesia? Um, besides just swimming a lot?
  • And now: a shark that walks on its fins. Run!
  • You're that land shark, aren't you?