Saturday: Fargle.

I wanted fish today.

So I got fish with some fish.

Nico's turns out to have a Poke gym, but all the Pokemon in it were like 1700 CP monsters.  And I didn't get a screenshot, but the radar told me that there were only Magikarps in the area.

Then I came home and spent hours outlining the talk I have to give on Monday.  That's the hardest part, so it should be somewhat easy to make slides tomorrow, making this the bestest weekend, ever, I guess.

And then I had more fish.

This is a poke-bowl/Poke-ball pun.

• Pokemon.
• Cubone.
• I still don't like Eevee-lutions.
• Yes.
• No.
• Not Pokemon.
• I was watching the Olympics, and wondering about world records, and since this was the sport I was watching, I googled it.  Conveniently, in the upper right somebody has already made the plot I was thinking about making (although not quite as complete.  It looks like people generally got better until 1980, at which point most of these races plateau with little improvement.
• I think it's kind of funny.
• This is wonderful.
• Huh.  So Suicide Squad steals the ending of the original Ghostbusters.
• Clow Reed.