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fish, open fires, etc - 2000-05-14
Magikarp: As the name suggests, it is a carp-like fish. A useless, disgusting, bottom-feeding, trashbag fish. And there is little magical about the species. I like him, for satirical purposes, just because he is useless. I enjoy useless things. Sometimes, I even collect them. So, Magikarp is just for show. Well, it would be, except it is quite ugly. Like a common carp. Magikarp has big dull eyes, and his mouth hangs open like a wife beating, mustard stained, food stamp collector. The only way Magikarp can defend itself, is by splashing water on its enemies. As one might imagine, this is quite useless. It is not uncommon to see Magikarp skeletons washed up on shores. Snorlax uses them to comb the racoons out of his fur. That is, when he is awake, and moving, which is rare. The only reason Magikarp does not go extinct, is because his kind is plentiful. As often as they are killed in battle, another one is hatched. Magikarp eggs cover most anything that ever dwells in the water. They stick in between my toes, after a swim. I've heard tales in seaside bars that once in a century, a Magikarp may evolve into Gyarados, a dragon rumoured to have apocalypsed entire countries back in the Dark Ages. Who knows? I keep Magikarp around just for collecting purposes. If it evolves, it evolves, and I will kick some Team Rocket arse. But I doubt mine will stay alive long enough to ever evolve, plus, a rumour is just that: a rumour. Perhaps after Magikarp dies, I suppose I'd eat it. Scorch its meat on a coastal campfire, marinated with the yolk of a Chansey's egg, served with some Oddish leaves on the side. I have fears, though, that Magikarp's meat would be tough and leathery... You know... as much fun as they are to collect, I think Pokemon would be even better to eat. Hmmm... --- I think I might be going away for an evening next weekend, although it seemingly has been unbelievably difficult for this trip to be planned. As of yet, I have had little responsibility in this process, however, am anxious to help figure something out for those of us who'd like to get away, and not have to deal with back stabbing and politics. (You know I just wish people would say what is on their minds instead of trying, and doing a miserable job, to be subtle about their current feelings towards others. You have problems with somebody, you say: "Hey, I have problems with you. They are threefold: ...etc..." That is my philosophy. That is how I wish some of my friends would act, instead of trying to be unecessarily meddlesome. But I digress...) I will be going away, I hope, for Saturday night. And I will go to the place where there will be less backstabbing. From here, though, the choice seems obvious...
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