One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish....wait. Not so fast.

Nothing much going on, it's a quiet night here. I'm longing for a real "wrath-of-god" thunderstorm here, but everything keeps fizzling out as it heads north and all we're getting is a damp drizzle that's chilly and not sexy at all. It's supposed to stay this way for a while, this week. *le sigh* So much for cycling.

( A fish story. )