I have a feeling that people will eventually ask me the origins of my blog title, "The Language of fishes." Well, it's definitely not literary - at least not what I've been able to find on Google. And if you can't find it on Google, it just isn't worth finding, right? *wink*
Actually, the phrase has no lofty origins, just a random set of words that popped into my head. It reminded me of the Paul Simon song "The Myth of Fingerprints," for some unknown reason (mostly because the song has this Caribbean sound to it and the titles have a similar poetic cadence).
But the more I think on it, I guess I could CREATE an origin. One could say that the "language of fishes" is a one based on behavior, rather than sound. It's mysterious and reactive to environmental stimuli. It wouldn't be too far of a reach to say that I often feel this way: exploring a new place, soundless and wide-eyed, pushed along by environmental currents much greater than I can comprehend. Being a graduate student in the midst of changing careers will do this to anyone, I think. :)
Or I could say that I picked up on the vibe given off by my favorite blog, Library Babel Fish. The big picture of the fish in the blog's header probably didn't hurt, either. :)
