Feeling better, just a little underwaterish. So, went to the aquarium. Monterey has one of the coolest aquariums ever. (Okay, aquarii for those of you with OCD.) I'd been there before, so I knew, and I kept saying to the people I went with, "Wait until you see the anchovies." "Anchovies? What could be cool about anchovies?" they not unreasonably wanted to know. "Just you wait," says I. And then there we were at the aquarium. Back-lit orange jellyfish with 6-foot tendrils drifting in a tank whose blue color is exactly opposite theirs on the color wheel. (Remember the color wheel from high school art class?) Inch-long clear -- I mean, almost invisible, they're so clear -- jellyfish floating around another blue tank, eating tiny bubbles. An octopus with a head bigger than mine furling and unfurling his tentacles behind his glass wall, as though he was contemplating the best way to catch as many of the people staring at him as he could with one quick move. Sea anemones clinging to rocks, glowing pink, red, salmon and white. And in a water-filled glass doughnut overhead, flashing silver anchovies racing clockwise round and round while my bookseller friend stood staring upward and finally muttered, "Wow. I'm glad I didn't come here in the 60's."