I've been contemplating my aquarium. The zombie fish continue to thrive in their dystopian existence. I've been waiting for them to die... or whatever it is that zombies do when they "pass". I don't dare introduce any innocent fish since all of the others I tried died shortly after, even when I check the water chemistry and deem it healthy.
There's just something about those two (Buenos Aires Tetra) zombie fish! The secret lies with Tina, the sole survivor of the apocalypse. She was one of the lesbian Black Skirt Tetra threesome. For some reason, she still lives. So it's just the flourishing zombie fish and Tina. They even killed the plants.
In the meantime, I continue to properly care and feed for the monsters and Tina, out of obligation. My luck, they'll live for another twenty years. But I've got plans to get a nice Cichlid tank going after deciding that a marine reef setup is too expensive right now. Magnum suggested getting the cichlids and letting them eat the monsters, but my luck, it would kill the new fish.
Anyway, we went and looked at nice fish and supplies yesterday. It was really just an excuse to go for a bike ride on a pleasant Saturday, and it worked. I managed to not let Meego talk me into buying anything - helped by the fact that we couldn't lug much home on bicycles. But he did get us to Carl's Jr. to eat like we mean it.
In movie news, we watched Into the White, which we all liked. It's based on actual WWII events, and nicely done as far as a story of survival can be done nicely.
And speaking of bicycle rides and survival, I got a flat tire this week. Unlike my last trailside mishap, this wasn't my fault! In fact, I've given both Alice and Bella such TLC, it's silly. Alice was literally running like a well-oiled machine when she pulled up lame.
I was only about a mile and-a-half away from home, and although I had all the first-aid supplies to get Alice rolling again, I was thinking I would just walk it home and fix her there. So I was walking along deciding if I wanted to pull a PDM - public display of maintenance - when this good Samaritan pulled up and offered me a ride.
Yes, he was a total stranger, but I could (pretty much) tell he was a good one. I'm not sure, but I'd say he's one of our local military people, he just had that air about him. He claimed to be an avid cyclist who's "been there", plus he had this roomy SUV. He was in the neighborhood scoping out houses to buy, so I took him up on the ride offer.
His name is Joe, he drives a newish BMW SUV that's only slightly sullied from carrying a wounded bicycle, and has his left arm in a sling from recent shoulder surgery. If you see him, give him a shout out.