Best Fishes (And Found Tiny Rosetta Stone)

When I should be working sometimes I distract myself with Huffington Post. I do know I should not do that. But never for very long. Minor vice.

This Sunday morning’s distraction a slight piece at HuffPo on email sign-offs. (I’ve always got a whiff of phony from “Cheers” or “Ciao.” Kind of creepy.) “Regards” seems, like, normal (professionally). “Best”, like, normal (professionally).” “Best To You”, like, better normal (but also more a nod to another person…”You”).

But it began my day in an amusing and so ease-into-the-day-way to read that there’s a (unamed) marine biologist who (according to the HuffPo post) signs off emails with “Best Fishes.” Smile.

I’m no marine biologist, just a writer, but that…”Best Fishes”… is now my new signature.

Rest of this post so very trivial, but maybe not.

My cat has learned to scale the refrigerator. He likes it up there, can survey his domain. On the refrigerator surface I have little magnets from museums, gardens, and one from the zoo…I buy the cheap museum store, garden, and zoo store keepsakes.

So Oliver, the cat, had climbed up and kicked off my itsy bitsy Rosetta Stone magnet from British Museum. I thought it was under the refrigerator, gone forever lost, and then when I was putting out the garbage, there it was just lying on the floor.

Things that you like, even small, sometimes, do turn back up. Sometimes while one is putting out the trash. And with a little patience, even tiny things work out sometimes.

Sometimes not. My building doing work on balconies and I could not find key to bike lock (bike on balcony). So they had to cut off the lock. Then this week I find the key but alas (I rode my bike in an Austin neighborhood doing quite well with the hills) had apparently had put the lock key on a necklace or whatever thing, at that time, from of all places, the Peace Center in Oslo. I have moved so much in the last couple of years, I do lose track sometimes.

Always can replace a bike lock.

Now on to getting done some work. Gosh knows I have a lot I need to do. Let’s go.