“What’s your spirit animal?” Apollonia asked me recently. (You
have to understand that these kinds of queries are common, and even natural,
between us.)
I considered briefly. “What’s yours?” I asked, to gain time.
“Wolf,” she said.
“She-wolf,” I said. “Appropriate.”
She shook her head. “Alpha
wolf. Leader of the pack.”
I nodded. “I can see it. Okay. I’ve got mine. Squid.”
She grimaced, then nodded. “Okay. Reasons?”
“One,” I said. “It can swim, and I can’t. I’d like to be able
to swim. Two: it can squirt ink at people with whom it’s pissed off. Three:
it’s supposed to be very intelligent. Four: it’s delicious when fried with jalapenos.”
A few days later, I discovered why Apollonia asked this
question: she was sending me an Amazon gift card for my birthday, and was
trying to find an appropriate design (they offer quite a few). They don’t do
squid, but they have a very cute octopus.
I still like squid better. They taste better, at any rate. Click
here to see a video with Isabella Rosselini on the sex-life of the squid.
Except, maybe, after you see it, calamari won’t be so
delicious anymore, even when fried with jalapenos.
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