Around Thanksgiving of 2020, I was browsing the Nintendo and PlayStation stores for some great deals. One of the best was a 90% discount on a game called Abzu, which I got for $2 (its usual price is $20). If it wasn’t for the cheap price, I might not have bought this game because part of me worried it would be a tad boring. Relaxing, yes, but otherwise uninteresting. Fortunately, I was very wrong, and this post is going to cover both my review of the game and, as the title suggests, a personal tale of my own.Continue reading How Abzu Helped Me Overcome an Irrational Fear
(This was written back during Peepers’ pre-ghost days, and I just didn’t bother changing it….) I like to spoil my fish, and I care very much about her fishy happiness, so one day, I decided to give my popeyed goldfish, Peepers, a snack. I read that she could eat various aquatic plants, plus certain vegetables, like bell peppers (which seems bizarre, but okay), and since I had some bell peppers all cut up and ready for some hardcore fajitas, I gave her a piece. She didn’t like it, it seemed, and after trying and failing to coax her to approach it, I just left it floating in her bowl for a while, but she would have no part in it, or, to be more precise, she would have no part OF it. Still determined to give her a delicious treat, I then went down to the local pet store to see what kind of live plants they had for aquariums. I found several types and, having no idea which was best, I just picked the greenest I could find, and I brought it home and planted it in her bowl, though I felt a little guilty, as I thought this might very well be rather disrespectful to that poor, lovely plant, considering I was putting it there to get massacred by my pet. Continue reading Peepers Levels Up
It seems I have been writing a lot of these lately. Well, you know my popeyed goldfish Peepers? You know what, let me start from the beginning. Though, there’s not much to tell. Basically, I got home from work the afternoon of 10/7/14. I didn’t bother opening the blinds in the morning, so I thought I’d open them now to give Peepers more light, and I’d run over and give her a great big “how do?” before doing some hardcore gaming. It was at that moment that I found her.
Well, she’s buried in the backyard now, but I’ll get to that. Continue reading A Farewell to a Fabulous Fish
Not terribly long ago, I had this ingenious idea. Kind of. I thought it would be rather fun to put my adorable popeyed goldfish, Peepers, in the bathtub. Her bowl is rather little, and I thought she’d have a rather delightful time having a much larger place to swim around in. And so I cleaned the bathtub before filling it up with as much water as I had the patience for (it takes so long to fill up!), I made sure the water was the right temperature/density (vague “Everybody Loves Raymond” reference), and I put a bowl over the drain so there wouldn’t be any kind of unpleasant catastrophe that might result from a drain whose circumference is much larger than my fish, including an attempted escape on her part. You’re not going anywhere, Peepers. You are my prisoner for all of eternity…. Continue reading Peepers Takes a Bath
I finally gave in and got a new pet. If you missed them, I wrote some posts in the past about the loss of my two cats, and some simple math will show you that 2 cats minus 1 cat minus another cat leaves me with a whopping no cats at all, which makes me sad. But, since cats are a lot of work, live quite a long time, and are able to generate far more grief when misfortune befalls them, I did not fill the pet-shaped void in my home with another cat, but rather… You remember that post I put up in the recent past about Pet Names, right? Well, a name I forgot to add is one I thought would be great for a pop-eyed goldfish. Peepers.
And so I was thinking one day how adorable it would be to have a pop-eyed goldfish with such a charming name. It was Saturday, May 3, and I went to the pet store and looked at the section of their aquarium that was home to several kinds of goldfish, including two of the pop-eyed variety, black moor and calico. The calico ones turned out to be far cuter, as they were orange, white, and black, kind of like little koi. There were two in particular I liked the most, a white one with orange and black spots and an orange one with black spots, the former being my top pick. But, I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to buy one or not, so I decided to just check out the other animals just for the fun of it as I thought it over, as looking at the animals at pet stores is a bit of a pastime of mine. (You can play with the birds and the cats without the commitment and the expenditures of actually purchasing them.) There was actually an adorable cat, though, named Ziggy that I paid a visit to, who seemed quite friendly and who played with some toys while I watched him, but as much as I liked him, I decided to pass up the delightful kitty, as hard as it was. And I don’t think he was declawed anyway. I don’t do well with being assaulted with razor sharp claws. Continue reading Jeepers, Creepers, Where’d You Get Peepers