Jetlaggin’

I’m home, after about 35 hours in planes, airports, and buses.  (The trip out took 44 hours, so coming back I was lucky.)

Though I’ve had a couple nights in my own bed, I’m still cross-eyed with jetlag, a totally screwed-up sleep schedule, and readjusting to living at altitude.

So why don’t you look at this nice picture of a lionfish while I try to readjust my biorhythms?  I will avoid cliche descriptions of its “deadly spines,” and remark only that you probably don’t want to use one of these guys as a pillow.

Lionfish are native to the Pacific and Indian Oceans, but have recently been running amok in the Caribbean, where they have no natural enemies.  So the rule is simple: be careful if you’re in the Pacific, but if you see them in the Atlantic, kill on sight.