Saturday, May 2, 2009

All Fish, All the Time

Congratulations to my colleagues Marilyn and Cap, who just got a chunk of money from the Institute of Museum and Library Services to rehouse YPM's fossil fish collection. Fossil fish tend to be the poor relations in many vertebrate paleontology collections - despite the fact that they often verge on the beautiful, it's hard to get people as excited over them as, say, a bunch of dinosaur bones. This project will see the fish collection reach new heights of care, even if it does mean "all fish, all the time" for the next few years.


  1. That's fantastic news! I probably need to visit YPM's fish collections soon.

  2. Congrats YPM! We live in Seattle and visit the Burke, but with relatives in Guilford we always hit YPM when we're out there (again in six weeks - too soon for fancy fish fossils). I have a question for the experts here, and welcome any ill-informed musings. I've been wondering why there are many more archaeologists than paleontologists peopling the pages of novels and movies. At my blog, Damned Scribbling Women (Hawthorne, not Kipling) we've only come up with two fictitious paleontologists - in Bringing up Baby and Amanda Quick's Ravished. You're undoubtedly ringers and can fill us in on "paleo-porn," Or just mild dino-love.

  3. Well, speaking from personal experience, I don't think I've ever met a sexy paleontologist, male or female. Mind you, I don't think I've ever met a sexy archaeologist either. But I *can* come up with a paleontological villain - Ian Corvus, who is the bad guy in Doug Preston's risible "Tyrannosaur Canyon." Driven to crime because of his difficulties in obtaining tenure at a thinly disguised AMNH. Happens all the time, by the way.