Allow me a moment to lower your expectations

We, the writer, in order to form a more perfect manner of time-wasting, establish at least one productive habit, insure no loss of vocabulary, provide for the common entertainment, and secure the blessings of friends unto our comment section, do ordain and establish this Napaquarium blog.

Purpose:

After three years in exile and one in recovery, my ability to piece together a cohesive (or even comprehensible) English sentence has waned somewhat. And by "waned," I mean "no longer exists." To counteract such communicative atrophy, I'll think of stuff to write here.

Subject Matter:

Varying. Inconsistent. Nothing useful, surely.

Regularity of Posts:

None

Title:

Fish, you see, ah yes, those swimming creatures we call fish: they swim even while they sleep. That's one gesture I've always appreciated as someone who usually finishes the second pot of coffee as roommates start their post-dinner toothbrushing. Frankly, I'm jealous.