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I found a fish in my freezer- a big fish. It was (and still is) frozen. It was (and still is) vacuum-sealed in a clear heavy plastic pouch- a big pouch. Iím not sure if it was commercially packaged or one of those seal-a-meal type of things.
I found it surrounded by numerous other UFOís (Unidentified Frozen Objects). This other thing for example could be prime rib or it could be deer meat- thirty years old from when my dear departed Dad hunted (He gave it up before I was old enough to hunt with him- or perhaps he feared arming me).
Iím no fish expert but even if I was I donít think I could identify the type of fish this thing is- it looks to have been squished and distorted before achieving ice-block status. Itsí mouth is frozen open as if screaming ďIím freezing alive!Ē.
The point is that I donít remember where in the hell this frozen fish came from.
"A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesman and philosophers and divines. With consistency a great soul has simply nothing to do."
- Ralph 'Where's Waldo' Emerson
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