“Hey sweetie, why is there a dead fish in our back yard? We don’t live anywhere near water.”
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I hate when pizza hasn’t been prepared carefully and I get a bone stabbing into my cheek. That’s the advantage of homemade. You can kill it properly and take the time to do things right.
Dear diary, I tried throwing rock and poking him with a stick but he just ignores me. He’s been like this all winter. Even that one time when I started a fire and burned all those CDs of his favorite band in front of him.
When I was a kid I liked to put miscellaneous things into the toilet and watch them get flushed down. Styrofoam was too light and would survive to whirlpool and pop back up. Rocks were too heavy to be pushed by the water. I think the most entertaining was toilet paper still attached to the roll. If you timed it right the toilet would keep pulling fresh paper off the roll as it was sucked down.
Today’s Biff takes a closer look.
Back in grade school there was always a long line at the drinking fountain when we came in from recess. I would be perfectly fine outside running around but my thirst was somehow amplified by the length of the line. Feeling the chill of the water as the first gulp traveled down into my belly was such a satisfying conclusion to the wait. When I needed to take a breath I would keep my head down, the water splashing against my closed lips as I breathed in through my nose. Once you lifted your head up your turn was over wether you wanted more or not.
When I lived out near Boston I liked to visit the New England Aquarium. They have a super cool coral reef tank in the center of the building. It’s a giant cylinder with a spiral pedestrian ramp that coils up to the top. Although the penguin exhibit adjacent to that was pretty memorable as well. They have a big flashlight mounted on a pole that projected a little glowing fish. You get to swivel it around and the penguins will go chasing after it. Clearly penguins and cats are closely related.
