Hello, Geezer coming back to this forum. Paul B
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scottyd1119
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Thanks Paul. I’m looking forward to reading it. I had a saltwater tank many years ago and had to dismantle it due to life getting in the way. Looking to get back into the hobby now that I’ve settled down and have 2 young kids that I’d like to share the joys and learning with.
Here’s the link
The Avant-Garde Marine Aquarist: A 60-Year history of Fish Keeping The Avant-Garde Marine Aquarist: A 60-Year history of Fish Keeping: Baldassano, Paul "Paul B", Johnson, Jodi Lu: 9781692558352: Amazon.com: Books
The Avant-Garde Marine Aquarist: A 60-Year history of Fish Keeping The Avant-Garde Marine Aquarist: A 60-Year history of Fish Keeping: Baldassano, Paul "Paul B", Johnson, Jodi Lu: 9781692558352: Amazon.com: Books
Paul B
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I am going to get my wife one of these. She has an electric scooter and a walker but this thing will give her more mobility and it folds up with one hand to put in the car.
It is supposed to go 8 miles at about 6 mph. It will be good for functions or just getting to the condo pool.
It is supposed to go 8 miles at about 6 mph. It will be good for functions or just getting to the condo pool.
scottyd1119
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Paul you find some of the most random things on your walks, love it.
Paul B
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Actually lately I have been seeing this Supermodel. Beautiful girl who I have seen 4 or 5 times and she is always wearing this same outfit.
It looks like a short white bathing suit cover up and it looks like she has baggy white short shorts under it.
She walks very slow and all the times I saw her she was talking on her phone and looking down. I never saw her off the phone which is on speaker.
Yesterday we went to our large condo pool and she was slowly walking around the pool. This was about 7:00 Pm and no one was there. She never came up for air and if someone was on the other end of the phone, they never got a word in as she never stops talking.
After we left, she was there all by herself still talking. I would like to know what battery she has on that phone.
It looks like a short white bathing suit cover up and it looks like she has baggy white short shorts under it.
She walks very slow and all the times I saw her she was talking on her phone and looking down. I never saw her off the phone which is on speaker.
Yesterday we went to our large condo pool and she was slowly walking around the pool. This was about 7:00 Pm and no one was there. She never came up for air and if someone was on the other end of the phone, they never got a word in as she never stops talking.
After we left, she was there all by herself still talking. I would like to know what battery she has on that phone.
Vinny Kreyling
Premium Member
The only sure way to find out is to ask her.
I know you are not shy.
I know you are not shy.
Just push her (I mean confidently bump into her) and knock her in the pool. Kills the phone then you have something to talk about
Vinny Kreyling
Premium Member
You might even have to rescue her if it's the deep end & she can't swim.
Paul B
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I remember being quite cold many times but once in particular sticks in my mind. It was 1970 and I was a Sargent in the Army in Colorado before I went to Nam. I did my jungle training in Colorado in the winter and in Colorado if it doesn't snow at least 5' deep, they don't even notice it or take out a snow shovel.
We were doing war games which is totally stupid. I had to ride in a small "roofless" Jeep across these plains which stretch almost to Vermont with this skinny second Lieutenant who was not to bright.
We had to lay out this COMMO wire for a few miles by ourselves. We started out and the wire was going out the back. It was snowing. And snowing, and snowing. Eventually it was a foot deep and we didn't know where we were or why we were there.
Remember this is decades before cell phones or even credit cards. We didn't even have a working radio or a pen to write a post card.
Now we were covered in about 18" of snow and it was cold. The Army "Cold Weather Gear" at the time was about as good as Lycra that Nadia Cominich wore on her Olympic trials.
I was shivering, scared and disgusted. The snow was getting deeper.
The LT. tells me he is going to climb on top of a hill and see if he can tell where we are.
I said, "Good Idea because we are going to die"
So he gets out and leaves me there. Now it is getting dark and the snow is picking up as is the wind.
After a few minutes I hear: "HHHHhhhhhhhhooooWWWWWWWlllllllllll".
I am a New York City boy and the only thing we have in New York that howls are rats and roaches.
I must have been thinking "Big Foot", wolf, or the very strong Russian Cossack girl I was dating.
The Lt. is no where to be seen. I yelled for him but it was drowned out by:
"HHHHhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooWWWWWWWWlllll. HHHHHHhhhhhhooooooWWWWWllllll."
And, It, or THEM was getting closer. HHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhoooooWWWWWllll.
Then CLOSER.
I remembered, I have a weapon. An M-16. Yeah. But wait, I idon't have any bullets. I was praying for at least one bullet so I could blow my brains out before whatever it was that was going to kill and eat me any second and wouldn't have the satisfaction of hearing me scream. Or cry, maybe wimper. OK beg for my life.
I got out of the Jeep and climbed on the hood. Now I am at least two feet off the ground and we all know that Big Foot and wolves can't climb that high.
I held my rifle by the barrel and was ready to smash the first thing that came close.
My visibility was very limited by the snow so I waited until I could smell freshly killed accountant on his breath and I would strike. The cold was completely through the Lycra thin clothing I was wearing.
Suddenly and without warning, I HEAR:.....................................................
"Sargent Baldassino What are you doing?"
So we were lost and I had to walk in front of the Jeep a couple of miles while picking up the wire until we found our way back.
I
We were doing war games which is totally stupid. I had to ride in a small "roofless" Jeep across these plains which stretch almost to Vermont with this skinny second Lieutenant who was not to bright.
We had to lay out this COMMO wire for a few miles by ourselves. We started out and the wire was going out the back. It was snowing. And snowing, and snowing. Eventually it was a foot deep and we didn't know where we were or why we were there.
Remember this is decades before cell phones or even credit cards. We didn't even have a working radio or a pen to write a post card.
Now we were covered in about 18" of snow and it was cold. The Army "Cold Weather Gear" at the time was about as good as Lycra that Nadia Cominich wore on her Olympic trials.
I was shivering, scared and disgusted. The snow was getting deeper.
The LT. tells me he is going to climb on top of a hill and see if he can tell where we are.
I said, "Good Idea because we are going to die"
So he gets out and leaves me there. Now it is getting dark and the snow is picking up as is the wind.
After a few minutes I hear: "HHHHhhhhhhhhooooWWWWWWWlllllllllll".
I am a New York City boy and the only thing we have in New York that howls are rats and roaches.
I must have been thinking "Big Foot", wolf, or the very strong Russian Cossack girl I was dating.
The Lt. is no where to be seen. I yelled for him but it was drowned out by:
"HHHHhhhhhhhhhhhoooooooWWWWWWWWlllll. HHHHHHhhhhhhooooooWWWWWllllll."
And, It, or THEM was getting closer. HHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhoooooWWWWWllll.
Then CLOSER.
I remembered, I have a weapon. An M-16. Yeah. But wait, I idon't have any bullets. I was praying for at least one bullet so I could blow my brains out before whatever it was that was going to kill and eat me any second and wouldn't have the satisfaction of hearing me scream. Or cry, maybe wimper. OK beg for my life.
I got out of the Jeep and climbed on the hood. Now I am at least two feet off the ground and we all know that Big Foot and wolves can't climb that high.
I held my rifle by the barrel and was ready to smash the first thing that came close.
My visibility was very limited by the snow so I waited until I could smell freshly killed accountant on his breath and I would strike. The cold was completely through the Lycra thin clothing I was wearing.
Suddenly and without warning, I HEAR:.....................................................
"Sargent Baldassino What are you doing?"
So we were lost and I had to walk in front of the Jeep a couple of miles while picking up the wire until we found our way back.
I
Paul B
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Yesterday I had to bring my wife to her Dr. and I went to the LFS there. There must be a big influx of copperbands and hippo tangs because the store, and another one 5 miles away were full of the things. Each store had dozens of each of those fish.
I already have a hippo but want to replace my copperband that a yellow tang killed that my "friend" gave me that I didn't want and it was to big not to mention I don't like yellow tangs and that one was huge and looked horrible.
Each store had many copperbands and they were cheap but they were all larger than I wanted. But they had one smaller one that was perfect.
Almost..........
The poor fish, besides ich that doesn't mean anything had a bunch of fungus growths (I forgot what they are called) on a few parts of him. Besides that the fish was fine.
I had no place to put him to eliminate the growths and he may have gotten worse in my reef so I didn't take him.
But I did get a large, very colorful anemone hermit crab and a leather coral.
Leathers live and grow very well in my tank and now that I have enormous growths of sponge, I can't really put many hard corals because when I cut the sponge, like I did yesterday, the white toxins ooze out and kill any SPS almost instantly.
My many duncans don't seem to mind and even like the stuff as do my gorgonians and leathers so I will focus on those.
In the many years this tank has survived it has gone through many cycles and this is just one of them. It was all SPS, leathers, gorgonians, LPS and everything else. Now it's sponge cycle time which is fine. Just another interesting thing in my long life.
I already have a hippo but want to replace my copperband that a yellow tang killed that my "friend" gave me that I didn't want and it was to big not to mention I don't like yellow tangs and that one was huge and looked horrible.
Each store had many copperbands and they were cheap but they were all larger than I wanted. But they had one smaller one that was perfect.
Almost..........
The poor fish, besides ich that doesn't mean anything had a bunch of fungus growths (I forgot what they are called) on a few parts of him. Besides that the fish was fine.
I had no place to put him to eliminate the growths and he may have gotten worse in my reef so I didn't take him.
But I did get a large, very colorful anemone hermit crab and a leather coral.
Leathers live and grow very well in my tank and now that I have enormous growths of sponge, I can't really put many hard corals because when I cut the sponge, like I did yesterday, the white toxins ooze out and kill any SPS almost instantly.
My many duncans don't seem to mind and even like the stuff as do my gorgonians and leathers so I will focus on those.
In the many years this tank has survived it has gone through many cycles and this is just one of them. It was all SPS, leathers, gorgonians, LPS and everything else. Now it's sponge cycle time which is fine. Just another interesting thing in my long life.
Vinny Kreyling
Premium Member
Lymphocytes??
gratefulbean
Member
Awesome
Ooo that should look nice!
