François the goldfish has left for a better place. Kim and I have had the joy of being his owners for the past two years, and he brought us much pleasure in that time. He had stopped eating in the past few days, and he had recently started looking more sickly, but in his better days he was a beautiful fish with a glorious orange fantail and happy demeanor. We will miss François.
I took some film footage of him when he was a lively young fish. You can see it here.
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
