Wallflower

i've been thinking a lot about evolution lately. (i mean, someone has to take up the slack from pennsylvania.) and today is our annual punk rock kick ball game. and last night i was at the dinner for barlebee's marine bio lab.

these events in unison have me thinking about the flounder.

that's a flounder.

it's a fish. a flounder fish. a fish that feeds on the bottom. it spends so much time on the bottom that its frickin' EYES have migrated. it swims perpendicularly to how a regular fish swims. on its side. and over the years, rather than have one eye always to the ground, it evolved to have both eyes on one side of its head.

talking with rich, we decide shy people better be careful. if you spend too much time with your back to the wall, and have kids with other shy people who spend too much time with their back to the wall -- maybe in a few hundred thousand years your progeny will evolve to have both eyes on one side of their head.

then they can pose for picasso's progeny.

if you're on the computer today, you should instead dress like a punk and come down to holly park (south of bernal) around two to play some punk rock kick ball. just bring some can beer for throwing, and you'll be welcome.

if you don't, you could end up with flounder eyes.

now i'm thinking about putting together a script for an animated short about our evolutionary descendants -- the flounder dudes and... what else? any ideas?