Fish sticks

Is what's for lunch, or at least they appeared to be fishsticks [with no bag]. Meanwhile, a random fly picutre, which was stuck on my indoor windowsill for the past months. I couldn't bare throwing him away without encasing it in some photogenic amber. Maybe it seems insignificant, but when I pay attention I notice many flies dead on the window. Reminds me of how it's not common to see dead flies when we live with the blinds and windows open. We are also encased. Adios mosca, aver si nos encontramos otra vez.