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Feeling better, just a little underwaterish. So, went to the aquarium. Monterey has one of the coolest aquariums ever. (Okay, aquarii for those of you with OCD.) I'd been there before, so I knew, and I kept saying to the people I went with, "Wait until you see the anchovies." "Anchovies? What could be cool about anchovies?" they not unreasonably wanted to know. "Just you wait," says I. And then there we were at the aquarium. Back-lit orange jellyfish with 6-foot tendrils drifting in a tank whose blue color is exactly opposite theirs on the color wheel. (Remember the color wheel from high school art class?) Inch-long clear -- I mean, almost invisible, they're so clear -- jellyfish floating around another blue tank, eating tiny bubbles. An octopus with a head bigger than mine furling and unfurling his tentacles behind his glass wall, as though he was contemplating the best way to catch as many of the people staring at him as he could with one quick move. Sea anemones clinging to rocks, glowing pink, red, salmon and white. And in a water-filled glass doughnut overhead, flashing silver anchovies racing clockwise round and round while my bookseller friend stood staring upward and finally muttered, "Wow. I'm glad I didn't come here in the 60's."

sjrozan I'm a writer, at work on my 11th book. This blog is a record of random and less-random thoughts. If you want to know more about me, check my website, linked here. I also had a blog going from spring through late fall 2004 about the publishing process for my 9th book, ABSENT FRIENDS. That blog's called "Progress" and you can find the link here. I won't make any more entries but I'm leaving it up in case anyone's interested; the process is more or less the same from book to book.
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Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (1)		2004-02-24 12:17 PM Wait until you see the anchovies Feeling better, just a little underwaterish. So, went to the aquarium. Monterey has one of the coolest aquariums ever. (Okay, aquarii for those of you with OCD.) I'd been there before, so I knew, and I kept saying to the people I went with, "Wait until you see the anchovies." "Anchovies? What could be cool about anchovies?" they not unreasonably wanted to know. "Just you wait," says I. And then there we were at the aquarium. Back-lit orange jellyfish with 6-foot tendrils drifting in a tank whose blue color is exactly opposite theirs on the color wheel. (Remember the color wheel from high school art class?) Inch-long clear -- I mean, almost invisible, they're so clear -- jellyfish floating around another blue tank, eating tiny bubbles. An octopus with a head bigger than mine furling and unfurling his tentacles behind his glass wall, as though he was contemplating the best way to catch as many of the people staring at him as he could with one quick move. Sea anemones clinging to rocks, glowing pink, red, salmon and white. And in a water-filled glass doughnut overhead, flashing silver anchovies racing clockwise round and round while my bookseller friend stood staring upward and finally muttered, "Wow. I'm glad I didn't come here in the 60's." Read/Post Comments (1) Previous Entry :: Next Entry Back to Top