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My daughter gets some enjoyment, but minimal. We have some snails, some tetras, orange Mollies, we have a blue red and yellow shrimp and a little catfish.

Biggest thing for us was getting the UV light in the filter to prevent the algae. It was impossible to stop and the snails were getting too fat.

My Daughter and Wife love saving animals. So we raised a Robin whose siblings all died on this 97 degree Saturday end of July.

Then, more recently our dog got into what looked like a crime scene. Chipmunk crime scene. Blood limbs everywhere. We saw something moving, and when we brushed some gore away there was a just a chipmunk head that was still alive. Well, it looked like a head. In fact it was a baby chipmunk which is approximatelty 70% head and I am not kidding. It's body was totally hidden.

It was almost starved and its family was dead. We bottle fed that guy for awhile. We had some people over, they were hanging out in the living room and our cat brings the dead baby chipmunk in and leaves it for our guests. Thank goodness my daughter was outside with their son. It was so sad. Our cat is old and hasn't killed anything in ages. She is terminally ill and has outlived her life expectancy by more than a year now. She had to open the cage and get him out. Definitely some final destination shit.
At our old house, I had been dead set on getting rid of this arbor vitaes because I didn’t want to deal with the extra trimming and they were totally. overgrown into my neighbor’s yard.

I just didn’t get to it. So the first snow falls and I hear my dogs going nuts at the bottom of my backyard and they had a raccoon cornered that had clearly climbed down off that stupid fucking arbor vitae. I was aware that those things can eviscerate dogs bc it had just happened to a friend’s so I ran down shoeless to try to get them all to stop fighting. They were all insistent on their dumbass pissing match. Felt like forever until the thing finally climbed back up and left.

That was the start of the mayhem our hound dog would cause at that house. Shortly therafter she began her reign of terror on rabbits, chipmunks, squirrels, voles, and birds that didn’t get off the ground fast enough.

But she would do that cat thing where she’d bat them around and mouth them so they’d still be alive and soaked when I’d discover them. I usually had to wack them with a shovel. Like why fucking make me be the bad guy?!

I hated that.
 
You know, my girlfriend got me to watch that after almost a year of bringing it up. It’s not bad for what it is but only watch the first couple seasons. It jumps the shark pretty early.

I also watch 90 day fiancé, so don’t take any television advice from me ever.

I avoid most TV like the plague. I’ve seen ads for “Golden Bachelor” and am truly puzzled as to what demographic group would possibly find that interesting.
 
I avoid most TV like the plague. I’ve seen ads for “Golden Bachelor” and am truly puzzled as to what demographic group would possibly find that interesting.
Oh shit, the writers are on strike! How can we fill 20 hours a week of dead primetime tv?

So many retreads or plain awful reality shows pushed out quickly this fall.
 
Did someone say writer’s strike?!

I’ve noticed a trend of people getting more comfortable revealing their struggles with mental illness lately.

You know what means!

It’s time to amp up our exploitation of the mentally ill.

Show idea:

Disorder in the Desert.

30 people meet with a panel of therapists and receive formal diagnoses for mental disorders.

They are then put on a resort with one wildly attractive unsuspecting person who has been diagnosed with a disorder of their own.

All of the participants are first divided into cluster a, cluster b, and cluster c personality disorders.

Cluster A are the schizoid and paranoid personality disorders. They’re not generally attracted to shows like this in the first place because…they’re paranoid, extremely anxious and a show like this would exacerbate symptoms. A show is a tough sell for them. Getting them on is pretty unrealistic, but just hear me out. I’m playing showrunner. I’m here to exploit, not help!

Cluster b will be psychopaths, narcissists, sociopaths, borderline. The first three LOVE shows like this. In fact, I’d argue that the majority of these shows are composed of garden variety cluster b’s. Borderlines are a little different. Less vain, more outward focused. BIG potential for fireworks.

Cluster c are your anxious personality types. This is where it gets really good, because they reveal their shortcomings and seek help. Obsessive Compulsives, Anxious Personality Disorders, Avoidants. Often empathetic, but terrified of very specific things.

Now here’s where it gets good….

The producers know what each disorder the participants have. They’re all competing for the affection of the attractive person.

Day 1 each cluster is kept in their groups so they can bond over what will seem to be shockingly similar life experiences and personality traits.

Day 2 all hell breaks loose. We release all 30 participants into the resort to hang out with each other.

We know the greatest fears of the OCDers, so we constantly set up obstacles for them to face in front of the target of their affection. We trigger the schizoid personality disorders into hearing voices and hide their medicine. We feed the delusions of the narcissists and then insult them to their core. We piss off one psychopath by setting up scenarios where it appears another psychopath is plotting against them.

It is just constant mayhem.

The “big reveal” happens after three days of complete fucking instability. The “target” is given the ability to dismiss two participants at a time using finger guns and going “pew pew pew” at them.

But here’s the kicker…to dismiss them the target has to correctly guess their disorder.

If the target correctly guesses the disorder the participant is dismissed and receives the target’s home address and contact information as a consolation prize.

The game goes on until one participant is left at which point they are required to get married in front of all of their invited guests PLUS all of the dismissed participants.

Disorder in the Desert: streaming on a platform near you
 
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At our old house, I had been dead set on getting rid of this arbor vitaes because I didn’t want to deal with the extra trimming and they were totally. overgrown into my neighbor’s yard.

I just didn’t get to it. So the first snow falls and I hear my dogs going nuts at the bottom of my backyard and they had a raccoon cornered that had clearly climbed down off that stupid fucking arbor vitae. I was aware that those things can eviscerate dogs bc it had just happened to a friend’s so I ran down shoeless to try to get them all to stop fighting. They were all insistent on their dumbass pissing match. Felt like forever until the thing finally climbed back up and left.

That was the start of the mayhem our hound dog would cause at that house. Shortly therafter she began her reign of terror on rabbits, chipmunks, squirrels, voles, and birds that didn’t get off the ground fast enough.

But she would do that cat thing where she’d bat them around and mouth them so they’d still be alive and soaked when I’d discover them. I usually had to wack them with a shovel. Like why fucking make me be the bad guy?!

I hated that.
Our Bernese Mtn. Dog is a big teddy bear but he's instant death to any critter that dares to venture into our back yard. From time to time, when we let him out in the morning to do his business, and sometimes at night, if he hauls ass out and disappears into the back yard (it's about an acre) it usually means there's something out there. Raccoons, possums, groundhogs, whatever, none of them stand a chance. No cats ever come inside the fence and he seems to look at them different than wild animals. He doesn't screw around, a few hard shakes and they're dead as hell. Then he just leaves them alone. It ticks my wife off because when I'm not home she's the one who has to scoop them up with a shovel and take them to the trash. He once ran off a blue heron and stole the bass it was getting ready to eat when he was about a year and a half old, brought it to our back door like he was giving us a prize.

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Our Bernese Mtn. Dog is a big teddy bear but he's instant death to any critter that dares to venture into our back yard. From time to time, when we let him out in the morning to do his business, and sometimes at night, if he hauls ass out and disappears into the back yard (it's about an acre) it usually means there's something out there. Raccoons, possums, groundhogs, whatever, none of them stand a chance. No cats ever come inside the fence and he seems to look at them different than wild animals. He doesn't screw around, a few hard shakes and they're dead as hell. Then he just leaves them alone. It ticks my wife off because when I'm not home she's the one who has to scoop them up with a shovel and take them to the trash. He once ran off a blue heron and stole the bass it was getting ready to eat when he was about a year and a half old, brought it to our back door like he was giving us a prize.

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I had a pit bull, greatest dog ever...anyways, i watched it chase a pigeon in my back yard that it lept after and caught in mid air, very impressive, lol
 
Before this thread dies for a few more years, I'd like to post a picture of this incredible freshwater angelfish my kid bought. It was about the size of a half dollar when we bought him. He was in a school of baby blue Filipino angels, but it's color was completely unique:

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Before this thread dies for a few more years, I'd like to post a picture of this incredible freshwater angelfish my kid bought. It was about the size of a half dollar when we bought him. He was in a school of baby blue Filipino angels, but it's color was completely unique:

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That guy looks awesome.

I'll post my wife's tanks later today. She has 8 angel fish spread out among our 6 tanks.
I have a pretty bad ass looking beta that made me start my own tank.
 
Did someone say writer’s strike?!

I’ve noticed a trend of people getting more comfortable revealing their struggles with mental illness lately.

You know what means!

It’s time to amp up our exploitation of the mentally ill.

Show idea:

Disorder in the Desert.

30 people meet with a panel of therapists and receive formal diagnoses for mental disorders.

They are then put on a resort with one wildly attractive unsuspecting person who has been diagnosed with a disorder of their own.

All of the participants are first divided into cluster a, cluster b, and cluster c personality disorders.

Cluster A are the schizoid and paranoid personality disorders. They’re not generally attracted to shows like this in the first place because…they’re paranoid, extremely anxious and a show like this would exacerbate symptoms. A show is a tough sell for them. Getting them on is pretty unrealistic, but just hear me out. I’m playing showrunner. I’m here to exploit, not help!

Cluster b will be psychopaths, narcissists, sociopaths, borderline. The first three LOVE shows like this. In fact, I’d argue that the majority of these shows are composed of garden variety cluster b’s. Borderlines are a little different. Less vain, more outward focused. BIG potential for fireworks.

Cluster c are your anxious personality types. This is where it gets really good, because they reveal their shortcomings and seek help. Obsessive Compulsives, Anxious Personality Disorders, Avoidants. Often empathetic, but terrified of very specific things.

Now here’s where it gets good….

The producers know what each disorder the participants have. They’re all competing for the affection of the attractive person.

Day 1 each cluster is kept in their groups so they can bond over what will seem to be shockingly similar life experiences and personality traits.

Day 2 all hell breaks loose. We release all 30 participants into the resort to hang out with each other.

We know the greatest fears of the OCDers, so we constantly set up obstacles for them to face in front of the target of their affection. We trigger the schizoid personality disorders into hearing voices and hide their medicine. We feed the delusions of the narcissists and then insult them to their core. We piss off one psychopath by setting up scenarios where it appears another psychopath is plotting against them.

It is just constant mayhem.

The “big reveal” happens after three days of complete fucking instability. The “target” is given the ability to dismiss two participants at a time using finger guns and going “pew pew pew” at them.

But here’s the kicker…to dismiss them the target has to correctly guess their disorder.

If the target correctly guesses the disorder the participant is dismissed and receives the target’s home address and contact information as a consolation prize.

The game goes on until one participant is left at which point they are required to get married in front of all of their invited guests PLUS all of the dismissed participants.

Disorder in the Desert: streaming on a platform near you
Each group has a sponsored team name: Pfizer, Forest and Lilly. Bowls of the sponsor's products at the living quarter's vestibule for the group who wins the "immunity" challenge each episode. The spikes from going on/off the products reaches instability levels not usually seen until the semifinal round of the Bachelor rose ceremony.
 
My 20 gallon that has 1 male placate beta, 4 mollies, 1 angel fish, honey gourami, 2 celestial tetras, and bristlenose plecko.
20231021_085440.jpgThe beta, Ragnar Volarius...20231021_085632.jpg29 gallon community take with 2 female betas, halfmoon and crown tail, neocardina shrimp, guppies, and bristlenose plecko.20231021_085653.jpg29 gallon: 3 Angelfish, honey gourami, pearl gourami, male beta, 5 loaches, albino cory, and phantom blue plecko20231021_085703.jpg34: 2 angels, paradise gourami, blood jewel cichlid, and bristlenose plecko20231021_091252.jpg20 gallon: 2 angels, 3 dwarf gourami, female beta, and super red plecko.20231021_091323.jpg
Not shown daughter's 5 gallon with 5 ember tetras, 1 guppy, and plecko.

The last two angels I just noticed they contracted something so it is good that I checked them. Will see how they do with some medicine.
 

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