August 22nd, 2007 by Atomictumor
Bask in the glory. 55 mighty gallons of water, all protected by Iron Man and bubbles coming out of the eyes of skulls.
Oh hell yes, its AT’s new fishtank, and the culmination of my fishtank aspirations. Simply because anything bigger would be, well, damn expensive.
The cost of this bad boy was offset a bit by that Franklin that MastaG conned Papaw out of, so he paid for a good chunk of it. Setting it up, well, it was a busy day.
First, I had to work, as is my usual wage slavey wont. After work, off to Realtorchick’s house to pick up MastaG, where he gets off the bus, on account of if he rides the bus here its like a 50 minute ride, and I wouldn’t want to wish 50 minutes on a 100 degree middle school bus on a dog. I swung by there, he was working on homework with RC’s kid (can’t remember his super awesome internet name). I fell asleep to a Pearl Jam concert on the TV (what normally happens to me when I hear Pearl Jam), woke up, went to pick up Pigpen from Eave’s house (I have kids scattered all over this town, lemme tell ya), swung back, got G, and then busted ass out to the east of Knoxville to acquire MastaG’s mighty trombone.
Lemme tell ya, that was an ordeal. I can’t say I was unprepared for the rush hour traffic, both on the road, and in the unairconditioned music store, but it still had me grinding my teeth. Still, moods were light (as has been my light-mooded wont lately), and we got the thing.
MastaG’s comment: “What the heck have they been DOING to this thing? Couldn’t you have gotten me a NEW one?”
My reply: “whack”
So, busted back home, where I had to be on account of my ladyfriend, who happens to be the manager down at the pet store that sold me the fishtank (woot, got a connected ladyfriend), was expecting a tasty filled dinner in exchange for setting the tank up. And lemme tell ya, she did a damn fine job. That tank is wicked awesome.
In my defense, dinner was nice too. There was one weird moment where Pigpen and MastaG decided that they would be Daddy and Pigpen, respectively, looked at me, asked who I was (I decided to be Pootytater, our catfish), and then turned their glance at Ladyfriend.
Pigpen started saying “And you can be M…”, but she jumped in and said “Mailman! I can be the mailman!”
Whew. That was almost awkward…
Crisis averted.
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What? Why are you all looking at me that way? Is it the fishtank?
August 22nd, 2007 at 12:58 pm
That is a mighty fine fish tank!
What did you make for dinner?
August 22nd, 2007 at 1:01 pm
“What did you make for dinner?”
Fish?
August 22nd, 2007 at 1:02 pm
:-) Good.
August 22nd, 2007 at 1:25 pm
Sounds like one smart lady friend.
August 22nd, 2007 at 1:46 pm
Made some chicken, potatoes, rice, and bread. Very starchy, as it turns out. Good stuff.
August 22nd, 2007 at 1:47 pm
Debbie, she’s pretty darn smart, and knows her way around a fish tank.
Not too bad looking either…
August 22nd, 2007 at 2:49 pm
Fishtanks make me sleepy…
August 22nd, 2007 at 3:22 pm
A ha!!
That explains a whole lot!!
Good move with the starchy meal! The way to a lady’s heart is paved with yummy carbs!!
August 22nd, 2007 at 3:28 pm
“Not too bad looking either…”
up the flatter a bit, stud.
August 22nd, 2007 at 3:39 pm
I applaud her for being so quick on her feet. And I think you make a good Pootytater, too. Maybe that name needs to stick.
August 22nd, 2007 at 4:42 pm
I’m with Jen…you make an excellent Pootytater.
She is a very quick thinker with the mailman….I would never be able to think of an ‘m’ word under the pressure and all, I probably would have meowed or something.
We started with a 55 gallon, it was great fun. We have now graduated to 100 gallon salt water….no idea what we were thinking $$$$
August 22nd, 2007 at 4:55 pm
I knew I recognized that tank! D has helped my boyfriend with his stuff for years. Sweetie.
August 22nd, 2007 at 6:45 pm
Man it looks like MastaG could fit in there, why dont you try it!
August 22nd, 2007 at 7:06 pm
Dancediva, neither Ladyfriend or I are sure who D is… might be you’re on the wrong track!
Lil sis, I’d do it, but it’d make a big watery mess on the floor.
August 22nd, 2007 at 7:45 pm
Cheers to dinner, fish and Ladyfriend.
August 22nd, 2007 at 8:17 pm
there is the other pet store in town and the manager there is the “D” dancediva is thinking of, i think. she’s sweet but not ladyfriend.
August 22nd, 2007 at 9:33 pm
I like the aquatic t-rex.
So are you going to get catfish and snails and stuff? Some of those sucker fish that hang on the side of the glass would be cool, too.
August 22nd, 2007 at 10:27 pm
they say goldfish have no memory
i guess their lives are much like mine
the little plastic castle
is a surprise every time
it’s hard to say if they are happy
but they don’t seem much to mind
~ Ani Difranco
August 23rd, 2007 at 12:04 am
You have a very large………….fishtank.
I like it. My son has only a 10 gallon tank, it’s a lot of work.
I couldn’t imagine the upkeep on yours! Beautiful anyway.
Yay, to the lady friend and good times.
Peace and love.
August 23rd, 2007 at 10:14 pm
Damama leaked to Grandma that you have a Ladyfriend, AT. You might want to make sure that your fishtank doesn’t develop leaks too.
Oh, and on the content of your meal, EAT YOUR VEGGIES!
August 24th, 2007 at 12:18 pm
Hey, you said “wicked awesome.” I thought only us Massachusetts fold said “wicked”. Nice tank!
August 24th, 2007 at 12:18 pm
that would be “folk” not “fold”. got my right/left middle finger keys mixed up.