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No. Don't let anything drop into the tank, use a baster. The worms live about 10 seconds in saltwater so put them near the fish a few at a time.

Here is a video of how I feed them.

 
No. Don't let anything drop into the tank, use a baster. The worms live about 10 seconds in saltwater so put them near the fish a few at a time.

Here is a video of how I feed them.


Sorry if there was any confusion, I was referring to the worm keeper... Is it alright for the worms to drop out of the trough into the tank below?
 
I do send pictures of my Grand Daughter to friends, but I am allowed because she is cute. OK, so there is a little Girly man in my, but a very little.

First, I bet your Girly man grows 50x when that granddaughter of yours with her gorgeous blue eyes looks up at you and says...."grand dad, wanna have a tea party with me?" :inlove:

Second, this is my favorite thread of any... ever...and I belong to many clubs.

Third, all your pics are gone :mad: an upgrade is in order?
 
Hmmm, for feeding corals should I mush them up?

I guess you could, I don't feed my SPS only the LPS and they eat whole worms.
I put a smaller container in the tank below and most of the worms fall in there and stay there, then I suck them out to feed to the fish, don't use a tweezer unless you want dead worms or worms with back problems.

I know all my pictures are gone. Photobucket told me I exceded my limit because to many people looked at my pictures, aparently it goes by how many times someone looks at the picture, I didn't know that but it will reset in 8 days. So they tell me and I deleted about 50 pictures. So if I say I posted a picture I will be specific as to what I post so you can imagine what it is and just sit there and go OOH or AAH even though you don't see anything.
For instance, I just posted here a beautiful picture of Christie Brinkley from 30 years ago in a bikini. Wow....................................................So make believe
 
Well, ups didn't want to deliver the worms cause the box was leaking and the supplier didn't mark the box live animals... I got there at the ups depot about 9:30pm after talking to them over the phone to find out why it was never delivered. It had hit 90 today and I was wondering how they were going to do during shipping. Well half of them are dead and the water came from the melted ice pack that was shipped with them. I'm having trouble sorting the worms.... But looking forward to the improvements these guys are going to provide
 
Don't mix in the dead worms with the live ones or you will have one big smelly mess.
Ask the dead ones to leave on their own.
 
Haha! Well I'm trying to only add a few live bunches at a time to the trough. With most of the worms in a bucket next to the trough... Will try mushing up the dead ones as coral food...
 
Froze the dead ones...

That's what I want them to do with me, freeze me when I croak, but I want them to do it while I have my long underwear on so I don't get cold.
I got a text before and I was trying to answer it. To me texting is so stupid when you could call the person, yes I know sometimes they won't answer but that is even better because I don't have to spend the time talking to them because it probably wasn't that important in the first place. My wife spent quite some time texting the girl next door. And she was texting back. She lives about 50' from us so to me it was just stupid. Like, just walk over there and knock on the door. That is easier to me than texting which I find difficult anyway. I have a smart phone but I am dumb and the two don't mix. I know you just do this, then that and it works, but try that in 60 years and see if you remember how to run through all this stuff.
Every time I turn on my phone, I get a different screen and I forget how to get back to the original screen. The old rotary phones were great, they just called people. Now they have cars that park themselves, like how bad a driver are you that you can't park the car. If you can't park, you should not drive. On the train I see people with little battery powered fans, I guess they don't know how to fan themselves with a magazine which requires no batteries. My gym has a pool downstairs and there is a staircase and an elevator. People go nuts when the elevator doesn't work. I mean, maybe it's me, but you go to the pool to exercise and you can't walk down one flight of stairs :uhoh3: It boggles the mind. In my neighborhood there are street signs that say "Caution Children at Play" No there isn't. Kids don't know there is an outside anymore. If we took away electronics we could just glue kids to a wall so they wouldn't fall down as they don't know what else to do.
And they wonder why they grow up to be 300 lbs. The only people in my gym are 80+ years old and me. :sad2:, but at least I am in good shape.
But I can't text to save my life. :dance:
 
That's what I want them to do with me, freeze me when I croak, but I want them to do it while I have my long underwear on so I don't get cold.
I got a text before and I was trying to answer it. To me texting is so stupid when you could call the person, yes I know sometimes they won't answer but that is even better because I don't have to spend the time talking to them because it probably wasn't that important in the first place. My wife spent quite some time texting the girl next door. And she was texting back. She lives about 50' from us so to me it was just stupid. Like, just walk over there and knock on the door. That is easier to me than texting which I find difficult anyway. I have a smart phone but I am dumb and the two don't mix. I know you just do this, then that and it works, but try that in 60 years and see if you remember how to run through all this stuff.
Every time I turn on my phone, I get a different screen and I forget how to get back to the original screen. The old rotary phones were great, they just called people. Now they have cars that park themselves, like how bad a driver are you that you can't park the car. If you can't park, you should not drive. On the train I see people with little battery powered fans, I guess they don't know how to fan themselves with a magazine which requires no batteries. My gym has a pool downstairs and there is a staircase and an elevator. People go nuts when the elevator doesn't work. I mean, maybe it's me, but you go to the pool to exercise and you can't walk down one flight of stairs :uhoh3: It boggles the mind. In my neighborhood there are street signs that say "Caution Children at Play" No there isn't. Kids don't know there is an outside anymore. If we took away electronics we could just glue kids to a wall so they wouldn't fall down as they don't know what else to do.
And they wonder why they grow up to be 300 lbs. The only people in my gym are 80+ years old and me. :sad2:, but at least I am in good shape.
But I can't text to save my life. :dance:
Paul, I agree with you on it all. I don't get the texting thing nor do I understand why people have to be on there cell phones so much. I really try to limit it and tell people to call me if they want to chat vs texting. Texting seems slow and impractical to me. The only thing more ridiculous then the elevator story is if they parked in the handy cap spot to limit their walk to the gym....people are amazing to me and not always in a good way...intitlement sickens me :mad2:
 
I am glad you agree with me. This morning I took my Grand daughter who is 11 months (we are babysitting) for a walk in her stroller. It was about 6:30 am. I thought it was great, no cars out only people walking dogs and old people riding bicycles or jogging. I go to a gym 3 times a week to swim laps or I ride my bicycle or walk. I could afford to lose 10 or 15 lbs but I am far from out of shape. Like everyone my age, I grew up outside and played with real things, not virtual things and I had a real girlfriend that I actually had to see and talk to in person.
Yes some of us can't exercise, well that is a lie, we can all do something. My wife has MS and she goes to the gym 4 times a week and has for 35 years. I had 3 shoulder and 3 knee operations and it is painful to exercise, but I still do it. I hate it, but I do it. I could sit around and complain but I don't complain as that is just stupid. When people ask me how are you? I always say, Fantastic. No matter what. Some people call me Mr. Fantastic. no, not because I am so good looking (really :sad1:) or an athlete (far cry), but because I always answer, Fantastic. No one wants to hear you ,or me complain.
I have a gardener who cuts my grass, the only reason I have him is that I get up very early and you are not allowed to make noise here before 9:00am and no noise or grass cutting on Sunday so I got a guy to do that, but I don't let him trim the bushes or do anything else as I like to garden. I like to do to many things but that's just me.
Even with my fish tank I don't take the easy way out. I rarely buy commercially prepared foods even though some of them are good. I spend time raising worms, hatching brine shrimp and buying and freezing clams. This takes a little more time but my fish appreciate it. I explain what I do and people will ask me if it is OK to just add flakes or pellets. No, it is not, but if that is what you want to do, that is fine. Of course those are the same people on all those ich threads who can't figure out how to cure it. If they get their fish in a condition to where they do not get ich, they would not have to worry about it. But I am tired of talking about methods on how to get fish immune from everything and almost never go on fish illness threads anymore as I find them silly as fish should not get sick and if they do, it is our fault, not the fish who was happy sitting in the ocean watching American Mermaid Idol. :rolleyes:
I don't know if I mentioned this (I probably did, I am old) but I had an older friend who was totally blind and I used to help him on the train to Penn Station in Manhattan every day. When we used to stand in Penn Station waiting for the train, he would say to me, "Wow, what did she look like"?
I would say "Who"? He would say" The girl who just passed". He would smell her perfume and know a girl passed. He told me I was at a disadvantage because I had to look at her, but he could imagine her to look like anything he wanted, so they were all beautiful to him. (he had vision until he was about 15) But it really put life into perspective for me. Imagine being able to make everything appear to be beautiful, the weather, the girls, the scenery.
Every car looked brand new, everything was clean, everyone looked like a Supermodel. Us sighted people are at such a loss. :cool:
That guy, Jim was always in a great mood and in all the years I knew him I never saw him in a bad mood and besides being blind, he had terrible arthritis and could hardly hold his cane. I think about him all the time so complaining just seems so stupid. :sad2:

 
Speaking of stupid, I just thought of a story. It is not about fish so if you only want to read about fish, go and watch TV or something, you may be missing something about that Chef who is in trouble or that guy in China, Russia or Disneyland.
Anyway, I was a construction electrician and we were building the New York Playboy Club (yes, I know :D) Anyway we had this guy, we called him Speedy. We were told we had to keep him for two weeks until he got his time in, (he was related to someone) Anyway, the word "stupid" just didn't do it for him but I can't think of a better word. The guy could not do the simpliest thing. I had him put these little grills over the lights on the stairs because a night club is dark but you need to see the stairs. He put them in up side down because he said, he couldn't see the light. I told him, we don't want to see the light, we want to see the stair. Then there were these cove lights all around the club where the lights were mounted in coves at the ceiling around the walls and there were these 6"X6" metal plates in between each bulb that had a screw in them to hold them up. He installed hundreds of them. Then we turned on the lights and in 5 minutes they all fell down like sharp gillotines. Instead of screwing them in, he used electrical tape, and when the tape heated up, they fell down all 600 gillotines over the seats.
We didn't want him to come to lunch with us so on the way down the stairs I told him to straighten a switch plate on the staircase. As I left the building, all the lights went off. He jammed his screw driver into the switch and blew the circuit breaker. Then I told him to gather up all the power tools and put them in the gang box outside on fifth Avenue so the truck can pick them up. A gang box is a big tool box like a coffin with a lock. I went outside at the end of the day and there on Fifth Ave. in Manhattan was thousands of dollars worth of power tools all over the sidewalk, but the box was locked.
You know those racks over bars that they slide stem ware into. I asked him to screw in a light bulb over the rack. He fall off the bar and took the rack with him leaving big holes all over the brand new ceiling.
So finally we found out what to do with him. I cleared a large area in the middle of a big room and I put a stool in the middle. I took two wires and hung them so they were coming out of the ceiling. They were not connected to anything. I said, Speedy, take one of these wires in each hand and every 3 seconds, touch them together. We are going around the building and are going to test for those wires so keep touching the wires together until I tell you to stop. That was 7:30 in the morning. At noon we came down to go to lunch and forgot all about Speedy who was still sitting on that stool counting 1, 2, 3 and touching those wires together. You can't make this stuff up.:facepalm:
 
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