A blog of the Freer Family's adventures and misadventures emigrating to Flinders Island, Tasmania, Australia, and settling there.
Saturday, April 30, 2011
A promisory note
OK I faithfully promise to write up the catching of the garfish and other adventures of the day tomorrow - it's mega late, and it's been a long day, and it was mostly too funny to skimp writing properly.
I understand, since they occupy so little real space, and this blog occupies much that is authored by yea author of much that is fantasy... Thus with very little value in the real plane to still have to occupy enough magnitude to maintain the obvious immense fishy form and mind (too much Rupert Brook). Assuming thus that garfish are primarily imaginary, it must be very complex to trap them. I wonder if as they pass through your net they can actually be seen to occupy negative space in the gaps?
Ooh, shiny!
ReplyDeleteI understand, since they occupy so little real space, and this blog occupies much that is authored by yea author of much that is fantasy...
ReplyDeleteThus with very little value in the real plane to still have to occupy enough magnitude to maintain the obvious immense fishy form and mind (too much Rupert Brook).
Assuming thus that garfish are primarily imaginary, it must be very complex to trap them. I wonder if as they pass through your net they can actually be seen to occupy negative space in the gaps?