Like unto the great Pacific Ocean, the Oyster’s Garter appears peaceful and empty. Yet it filled with treacherous riptides and unexpected stingrays as I slip ever deeper into the twilight midwater of huge piles of work. Does that analogy even make sense? What with 2 hours of sleep, I can’t tell. BEHOLD THE GLAMOUR OF MARINE BIOLOGY!
While I toil and moil, please enjoy two fine carnivals. Frankly, I haven’t read anything in them, but I’m sure many delights await. The Carnival of the Blue is up at Sea Notes, and the Carnival of Evolution is up at Oh, for the Love of Science!