May 25, 2004

i went to bed with a fat lip

I caught my reflection in the door of a subway car this morning and thought, "Oh, no... I do not make that face!" Something between a scowl and a pout, I've seen it on my mother's face loads of times and always treated it as a warning sign of sorts. Flashing lights, yellow police tape. Do not enter. What was behind that face you rarely wanted to know.

What's behind mine today is either too complicated or too embarassingly simple to get into. And my head's sort of an omelet right now, only half cooked.

So, take this down time as a Q&A session. I can't come up with anything clever to say, but if you got some questions or feel like giving me the what for, may as well make use of today's rather blank space.

Posted by This Fish at May 25, 2004 08:36 AM
Comments

i have no questions. i have no answers. i have only one word: moooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.

Posted by: k at May 25, 2004 08:41 AM

Favorite hot dog condiment: mustard, ketchup, or slathered with spicy chili and melted cheese and....ok I have to stop so I can clean the drool off my keyboard.

Posted by: Wilk at May 25, 2004 08:56 AM

Yesterday was the perfect day! That's all.

Posted by: Catarina at May 25, 2004 09:10 AM

What's with all the people you know being in law enforcement? And did they pass or finish their classes yet? And did you and your brother decide where you were going to vacation or was that last summer?

Posted by: Michael R at May 25, 2004 09:32 AM

Also: Do you listen to the radio in NYC and if so, what station? And what's playing on your walkman these days?

Posted by: Michael R at May 25, 2004 09:39 AM

My what an inquisitive mind you have, Micheal. ;-)

Fish - Would you say that you are entirely over J? And if you are, how long did that take? Is there one thing that helped you get over him?

Posted by: bond girl at May 25, 2004 10:14 AM

How to defeat the passive aggressive nature of mom? It's hopeless, isn't it....

Posted by: Tara at May 25, 2004 10:18 AM

Oh, Fish is completely over J. It's all about me now. And we haven't even met. It's in the electrons, I tell you.

And of course I never cross police lines or break through the yellow tape. I know danger ahead when I see it.

Posted by: Michael at May 25, 2004 10:19 AM

Boxers or briefs?

Oh, wait a sec...

Posted by: ryan at May 25, 2004 10:55 AM

Would you eat the worm from the tequila, or would you give it a name, personality, and life-story?

Posted by: Gopi at May 25, 2004 12:28 PM

The other day I was at the bookstore with my boyfriend, and I stumbled upon a display for "The Bastard on the Couch" and I got ridiculously excited about it. My boyfriend was looking at me like I was nuts, and I was trying to tell him, "No, you don't understand!!!" No point to this really, just saying.

Posted by: Silvya at May 25, 2004 12:41 PM

wait, are you saying that the nature of omelets is to be half-cooked, or that your head is a half-cooked omelet? that could be gooey and salmonella-ridden. secure the flashing lights and yellow police tape.

Posted by: julia at May 25, 2004 12:56 PM

This one time, I was standing in the shower, attemping to toss a sliver of soap into the bathroom trash. Well, it landed in no-man's land, right behind the plunger, in a ball of stray hairs among the q-tips-nobody-has-the-guts-to-pick-up-once-it-lands-there. And I called my B/F to grab a fresh bar. And there wasn't any fresh bar. Dammit.

Posted by: Ms Koolaid at May 25, 2004 01:11 PM

Okay, I have a question: Whatever happened to blogging your conversations with Inner Goddess? I miss her. She had some sass.

Or have you traded her for an Inner Carrie Bradshaw? (oh man, glad I'm not in shoe-throwing range...!)

Posted by: shakeit at May 25, 2004 01:30 PM

I have a question for you, Fish. You are a great writer, you have a distinct voice, and you're the best blogger out there. Thanks for letting us read about so much of your life.

My question is this: aside from a bicycle, what does this fish want from life? I know it sounds corny, but where is this fish swimming to? Hopes? Dreams? When you close your eyes and imagine yourself at 30, what do you see? At 40? How has your past influenced what you want your future to be?

I know that's a lot of introspection to ask for, but you're pretty good at introspection. I know that's a lot of intimacy to ask for, and I'll understand if you don't want to paddle out to that part of the pond. But it would be really interesting to read about.

Posted by: Fish Reader at May 25, 2004 01:36 PM