I am a hero to fish everywhere. Last week I brought a fishtank and a few fish to Jennie's 2nd grade class as a new home for Angel (a goldfish in a jack in the box cup). A few of the kids apparently asked if they could email me. That wasn't so unusual for them to do for a visitor but apparently I'm one of the few that write back. So now I get a couple of emails a day from a class of second graders asking about fish and how much I like fish and when am I bringing more fish.
And of course I'm a sucker so I keep finding myself browsing petsmart.com looking at all of the little plaster "roman ruins" or bubbling seachests and the like. I think I'm just trying to make up for the long since buried beta fish (poor little guy).
Other than a hero to fish, Martin and I are studs! a run up Si, then out dancing and we were taken over to a bridal shower so they could check off "get the two hottest guys on the dance floor to dirty dance with the bride". Aw yeah. Sherry counciled me not to let it go to my head - too late I think.
