October 29, 2005
Baby snail pics
October 21, 2005
xxx trackbackping xxx
I must admit, I am flattered, even if the dirty sites don't seem to exist. I hope the pings increase my googlability.
I must go sleep immediately, as I am going to the dentist tomorrow, as one of my teeth has shifted, but I do want to give you a heads up - I have received my new baby snails in the mail (I decided to adopt, since I was not able to have them on my own), and I will be posting the most adorable pictures. Once I take them, once I find out what's going on with my tooth.
I have an ivory, a dark purple, and a light pink baby snail. They are most tiny.
Will the dentist take my tooth? Why is my tooth moving? Do I need boniva already?
O Lunesta, take me away...
October 17, 2005
It's back, the website, it is back!
Here is the link again:
Be sure to check out the new page two.
October 09, 2005
Aquarium Update/Urolagnia
The Betta is battling a serious case of Ich. I don't know if I mentioned him before, the betta. I bought him last week. He's lasted longer than any other new-fish-with-Ich. Please keep him in your prayers.
I hope he didn't get Ich because I took him shopping with me. I spent a long time at Target, buying emergency supplies. Do you think that this weakened his immune system? I even took him to Jamba Juice. He was hiding in a brown paper bag.
I am a bad fishkeeper.
The treatment for Ich involves a poison which causes cancer. Please keep me in your prayers.
The snails enjoy the nighttime better than the daytime. The best snail ever is currently eating a block of tubifex worms. I cut the blocks of tubifex worms with my old pill cutter.
No one has laid any eggs.
Mercury is in Scorpio, I think.
I've noticed that the goldfishes' eyeballs are much larger these days. This is good news, since a) their stomachs are the same size as their eyes, so I can feed them more; and b) the rest of them must be growing as well, so I'm doing something right.
You know how they say that fish only grow to the size of tank you keep them in? That's a lie. Or, the internet aquarium hobbyists tell me it's a lie. What's really going on when goldfish aren't growing in smaller bowls is that they are being poisoned by their own waste products, and their growth is stunted.
Goldfish are very dirty fish. They produce lots of ammonia.
You don't produce ammonia really, at least, not if things are going well for you. And, assuming you're a human. Your urine contains urea, which is far less toxic than ammonia. Fish - they've got all that water to dilute ammonia in. Many marine animals excrete ammonia for this reason. We landwalkers are stuck carrying our pee around with us.
May I recommend the following site? Yes, I may:
Some fun facts from the above site include:
Ancient Romans used urine for teeth whitening and laundry bleaching.
If you are shipwrecked or lost at sea, it might be better to drink your own urine instead of the seawater.
People used to think that urine was golden-colored because it was made of gold.
And, there's always that urine therapy thing that people do. If you aren't aware of it, people throughout history have been busy drinking pee to cure all sorts of ailments. They still do it today. Sometimes, people drink the pee of people who have had some fun drugs or chemicals to eat. Sometimes, reindeer drink the pee of people who have had some fun chemicals.
Reindeer are bonkers.
You can use urine as a fertilizer, although maybe you wanna dilute it first.
Peeing on things isn't such a bad idea, as urine is relatively sterile. Next time you get pee on you, say, from a toilet seat, think of this, and it may calm you.
Urolagnia = an attraction to urine, of the romantic sort.
This one's for you, googlers who found my site by typing "ladies urinating" - pee love
Perhaps this will help with the trackbackpings.
This Urolagnia site tells me that male porcupines pee on their ladies, to soften their quills, before they mate. Maybe, if you want to pick up a porcupine, but it looks very sharp, you should pee on it. I hereby state that neither myself nor this blog can or will be held responsible for the consequences of anyone's urinating on any porcupines.
In fact, here is my legal disclaimer:
With respect to urinating on porcupines, urine, and urination in general, neither I nor this blog assume any legal liability or responsibility for the accuracy, completeness, or usefulness of any information. Reference herein to any specific use of urine does not necessarily constitute or imply its endorsement, recommendation, or favoring by myself or this blog. No one should act upon this information without the appropriate professional advice after a thorough examination of the facts of the particular situation. Certain links in this blog connect to other web sites by third parties over whom I have no control. I make no representations as to the accuracy or any other aspect of information contained in other web sites. All information in this blog is provided "as is," with no guarantee of completeness, accuracy, or of the results obtained from the use of this information. In no event will I or this blog be liable to you or to anyone else for any decision made or action taken in reliance on the information in this blog, or for any consequential, special or similar damages, even if advised of the possibility of such damages.
October 03, 2005
Sports are upsetting
Do you have a gold medal? If so, how did you get it? Sports gold medals don't count, not for the purposes of my question, because those are much less exciting. It's sort of a given, getting medals and trophies if one pursues athletics, right? I should hope so. You've got to get something in exchange for all of that cartilage, damaged beyond hope of repair.
Sports are upsetting, on so many levels. I do not like it when football happens. I do not like it when grownups yell at the TV set. You can't always tell when it's coming, either. You'll just be sitting in a room with grownups and one or more TV sets, during football time, and wham - everyone screams, or claps, or yells out swear words, without any warning, without regard to the other human beings in the room who might not be projecting their psyches onto what is happening on a TV picture of a football field, a field filled with strangers all dressed in the same outfit, sticking their butts into the air, into each others' faces.
It's soooooo gross.
I realize this post doesn't demonstrate, for most, just how suited I am to win a Nobel prize. Nobel committee - don't let this stop you. I know you hate football too, somewhere way down deep inside. And even if you don't, don't you think I should get a medal? I promise, I'll come up with something really good. It might be a cure or a new disease, or some idea about nuclear fusion or black holes and parallel dimensions, or how to harness the energy given off by nuclear radiation. It certainly will not involve football the game, although it may involve outfits or football season.
Aren't you super excited to find out?