Some how he managed to get a direct flight from SFO. A sign of the economic progress of Butte? Or perhaps I just need to fly more often.
Labels: Butte, friends, Knievel Week, Montana
Last year I dove headlong in the world of 29 gallon fish tanks. I bought myself a Walmart tank, some tank stuff like a back filter, and a mess of tiger stripe fish. The result... Mass Extinction.
The ammonia and nitrates got all screwed up and my piddly heater couldn't keep up with living in a borderline abandoned building. So by mid-winder I had 29 gallons of ice. Since the spring thaw I've had a feted glass box of old fish water on my desk.
So I've started a new. With the help of the local pet store guy (Mark Dawson of the "Fish Bowl") I've got all new gear. -I'd link to the Fish Bowl site but they don't seem to have one.- In any case... I have a new under gravel filter powered by an Airtech 2K4 and a Whisper Heater 40. Whatever that means. I'm running all that for 2 weeks or so to give the happy bacteria population a chance for to settle in. I'll also get some live plants and build a LEGO under-sea lab. When I get the fish I'll probably get a new back filter.
This is your chance to prevent genocide. If you have any helpful suggestions on how not to decimate the coming refugee fish population; speak up. Or their blood will be on your hands!
Evel Days starts Thursday. Wha hoo! Since the world revolves around me I'd like to point out that mikeablexray ranks number 7 on a Google search for "Evel Days". Too bad it's called Knievel Week. Its an SEO thing. I write Evel Days (because it sounds cooler) so my site is optimized for it. Bah! Who cares? I'm boring myself.
I've been floating. A lot. I'd never heard of this "floating" prior to my escape from California. It's kinda like rafting. Except with more beer; no ninny river guide; lax safety vest regulations (have them on the boat somewhere); no rules visa-vi gross consumption. Damn good fly-fishing. Oh, and often its done without the raft. Just grab an inner tube, put your butt through the O and go.
Labels: floating, Knievel Week