An invasive species in the Great Lakes, the round gobie is a mixed bag. Bottom feeder, competes with some native species, but provides sustenance to larger fish. But it’s consumption of zebra mussels might increase its own Hg contamination, which goes up stream to its predators.
Took this little guy (males darken during spawning season) away from my dog before he ate it. Didn’t know the species, so I took a picture for identification later. My photo shoot took a slight diversion into a quick diorama.
Here’s a few films worth watching, not necessarily for the story telling, but for pure taste of imagination. Some of the imagery continues to be influential. A Socratic ciné moment perhaps…
Un Chien Andalou
L’ Age D’ Or
Dreams have the ability to simulate life experiences and mental states, but sometimes it falls flat on its face.
I can’t recall how the dream started… but someone, Bob, that I worked with years ago was involved, and a conflict resolution event occurred in the form of hailing a taxi, arriving at our destination and exiting the taxi and getting all the luggage took place.
Once we got settled with the taxi, we’re standing on a street corner talking, and Bob comments on a hat that a Japanese woman is wearing. It’s brimmed sun hat of sorts. The woman overhears our conversation and tells us “it’s a Japanese hat gourd hat. It’s a hat made from from the Japanese hat gourd, and is literally shaped like a hat.”
We’re really interested in this, so we start to google for more info. While I’m browsing for results, I can’t get over the weird music and strange search interface. The more I try to make sense of it, the more bizarre it becomes until I wake up.
My brain couldn’t simulate a convincing internet search experience, so its haphazard attempt created a situation that resulted in my brain rejected the scenario.