The Cnidarian Way

YT, a jellyfish by trade, has been bobbing along in the ocean currents for three decades now, from Florida to the UK, Japan to New York. Today she enjoys the warm, wash of the Gulf Stream off the coast of Charleston, South Carolina.

Here YT reflects on living life the Cnidarian Way (adrift), compiles recipes for found object ceviche, muses on metamorphoses and notes all the bits and bobs that comprise a genuinely SLOW LIFE.

Finally gotten around to reading American Prometheus (BRILLIANT) and dunno if it’s weird timing, astral alignments or psychotropic mold in her oatmeal but for the last three nights YT’s dreamt of Oppenheimer.


Dream 1 - I’m his widow, bawling my eyes out, sitting next to Einstein’s daughter at Oppie’s memorial service.


Dream 2 - I’m in his sailboat, Tri-methy, and we tip, then something I can’t remember what.


Dream 3 - I’m panicking in a smoke filled room as the temperature rises and Robert won’t stop talking about how he once tried to kill me with a cyanide laced apple.

And yet, during the daylight hours YT has a powerful posthumous crush on the man. POWERFUL.

Posted at 1:01pm and tagged with: Oppenheimer, Dreams, Psychotropic Mold, American Prometheus, Books, Biographies,.

Finally gotten around to reading American Prometheus (BRILLIANT) and dunno if it’s weird timing, astral alignments or psychotropic mold in her oatmeal but for the last three nights YT’s dreamt of Oppenheimer.
Dream 1 - I’m his widow, bawling my eyes out, sitting next to Einstein’s daughter at Oppie’s memorial service.
Dream 2 - I’m in his sailboat, Tri-methy, and we tip, then something I can’t remember what.
Dream 3 - I’m panicking in a smoke filled room as the temperature rises and Robert won’t stop talking about how he once tried to kill me with a cyanide laced apple.

And yet, during the daylight hours YT has a powerful posthumous crush on the man. POWERFUL.

When gravity exerts just too much pull on YT’s soft and spinelessness she pulls out Pynchon’s latest, Inherent Vice, and lets the ocean waves and cannabis smoke waft over her.

Chapters can be read in any order. Not because the novel is nonlinear. As a noir, even a drug addled, psychedelic noir, our hero (stoner detective “Doc”) moves through time in only one determined direction. And that is forward. Whether or not the plot actually progresses or merely meanders is a whole other story.

YT is convinced that Crystal Antlers somehow got their hands on an advanced reading copy of Inherent Vice, passed it and a bong, around the studio, counterclockwise, until both were read aloud/cashed.

God bless.

Posted at 6:49pm and tagged with: crystal antlers, music, music videos, psychedelic noir, thomas pynchon, inherent vice, lit, books, literature, stoners, surf culture, soundtracks for books,.

YT spent part of her polyp-hood in a fishbowl atop her family’s place of business. Something in her finds the idea of living (and loving) where you work agreeable. Ideal, in fact. If this were the case perhaps we would have fewer franchise stores. Who would want to live in a Barnes & Noble? Or a TGI Friday’s for that matter?

Click link for the very agreeable tale of a not so secret anymore bookstore in the city.

Posted at 6:39pm and tagged with: books, literature, Nyc,.

This past week found YT drifting through the Gulf visiting old haunts and older friends. And lo, who decides to crash the reunion but distant, estranged, yet still cooler than thou cousin Archie (given name Architeuthis dux, self aggrandizing nicknames Andre the Giant Squid, The Kraken).

Way South of his normal range (scene stealer to the very end), Archie surfaced off the Florida coast and is now being pickled and brined by the lovely children of science at UF. Later in the year YT will make the pilgrimage down yet again to pay her respects, once the preservation process is complete.

Oh, Archie. Is it not enough that sickeningly hip author China Mieville recently published a mystery novel about your exploits in London? Even in death you steal our spineless thunder.

Inverts, let us bow our heads in remembrance and hide all traces of our envy.

Posted at 1:26pm and tagged with: China Mieville, Kraken, Giant squid, University of Florida, Inverts, Drifting, Architethis dux, books, Animals,.

This past week found YT drifting through the Gulf visiting old haunts and older friends. And lo, who decides to crash the reunion but distant, estranged, yet still cooler than thou cousin Archie (given name Architeuthis  dux, self aggrandizing nicknames Andre the Giant Squid, The Kraken).

Way South of his normal range (scene stealer to the very end), Archie surfaced off the Florida coast and is now being pickled and brined by the lovely children of science at UF. Later in the year YT will make the pilgrimage down yet again to pay her respects, once the preservation process is complete.

Oh, Archie. Is it not enough that sickeningly hip author China Mieville recently published a mystery novel about your exploits in London? Even in death you steal our spineless thunder.

Inverts, let us bow our heads in remembrance and hide all traces of our envy.