Oops. My list from before should have said:

2. What are 5 6 things you need to do today?


- Fold laundry
- Lose 25 pounds
- Hang up a bunch of clothes
- Write a book
- Write a column
- Kill my son's goldfish

Well, shit. I killed Drake & Josh. I am the world's worse aspiring novelist AND goldfish keeper, too. Sigh.

We will now pause for a moment of silence for the two aquanuts formerly known as Tommy Boy and Paulie Walnuts, later re-named Drake and Josh by my obsessed fanatic child.

In Memoriam: The Best of Drake & Josh slash Tommy Boy & Paulie Walnuts.

They aren't dead yet, but I can tell their passing is imminent. Should I put them out of their misery?  :-(

I suck.

(***EDIT***They are dead now.)

 

Yesterday I sat and observed the fish, trying to think of something to name the little one.  He's kind of a jerk. He's small and annoying, and he pushes the bigger one around. Therefore, I started calling him Paulie Walnuts. 

I don't think Hub is nearly as amused by that name as I am.

I got LG some fish-friends. He is in love with them. I think the fat one will be called Tommy Boy, but I've yet to come up with something for the little orange and black fellow. Some ideas from my household (see if you can guess who suggested what...)

Fish 2
Spot the Wonder Fish
Drake (the little one would be Drake, the big one would be Josh)
Nemo
John Wayne
Fluffy
Jaws
Anchovy
....and I have tons more....this is hard.