Druidic Cat Nap

 

Mercury the Betta

Bettas & More

 

Arthur Got a Hair Cut

Holy Spirit Farm & Monster High

  Ron took me to Holy Spirit Farm's Fall Fest. It's a rescue farm for horses, ponies, donkeys, goats, and pigs. Sugar, a fleabitten gray, for example, arrived with worms from a kill zone on Christmas day. Remy and her yearling Spirit are from the race track. I got a granny square afghan, big enough to cover my bed, like the one from the Evans cottage on Dark Shadows, along with a free purple teddy bear for a twenty dollar donation. Only my doll cradle boasts one of those that I've admired since early childhood. I also got this fangtastic warty pumpkin seen with Lotus, my Egyptian Himmie, homemade grape juice, and raw spring honey. I had a whoopie pie like I've never had before: two cookie sized Belgian waffles with chocolate chip whipped cream. Then Ron took me to DoGoods which is a fabulous tavern in Myerstown.

  A lot to be said  about Monster High. After posting my review of David, The Lost Boys doll, at The Mattel Shop, titled David is a Boy, and telling them it was terrible that they are turning boys into girls; I was surprised that they asked for another review. I saw they were siccing their woke cronies after me, so edited my review telling them that I even boycott Hershey since CONVID, (they fired all of their unpoisoned employees), and that Draculaura dumped David after Clawdeen revealed he was a trannie. I also told them that I make David look like a pussycat. 

  Speaking of reviews I beat Amazon's asshole intelligence with my reviews, I cracked the code with real intelligence. I had given nickelodeon's first season of Monster High four stars. That review was titled Beware. I said it was so cute and creative, but parents, beware, it wasn't for children. By disc four it got real woke, and Mattel's agenda was unmistakable. Can you believe that when Erica from Mattel sent me a response concerning my David review she had the balls to talk about the childrens' "little hearts"? I thought Skullector dolls were for adults. What kid do you know has a hundred dollars to drop on a doll? 

  Anyway, I've started season two, which I bought. I laughed when Frankie called Superintendent Smudgerton, Mr. Smudgypants. He has a woman's voice, but I suppose he is a mollusk, and I can assure you they fuck themselves. My black orchid Betta, Lennox, who ought to be named Nino Brown, and his Druidic themed tank, New Jack City, because he has been alone for months after murdering all of his tank mates, just got The March Hare. He is my first rabbit snail, has already had babies, (overnight), and even glides across Lennox, himself. Lennox's tank had sludge on the bottom. He even murdered the catfish. The March Hare is doing a clawsome job cleaning it up. I've never had one before, just Mystery Snails. This guy looks like an octopus. He's really cool. I hope he was worth the nine dollars. The Mystery Snails only cost a couple of dollars, but they don't live long. 

  I won't be upsetting myself with the paid for trolls vetoing my reviews. I don't give a fuck. Keeping it real. TTYL... 🦇  

Dreams 8/26

 8/26

  This dream starred the actress Anna Kendrick and Bobby, one of my grade school friends. We were interviewing to teach at a small complex that consisted of three schools. The oldest was also the smallest, constructed of stone; it might’ve started as a church. The other two were more recent, probably from the fifties and sixties, and made of brick. The three were huddled together. The room where we were interviewing was nearby, but not in any of the three schools. Anna thought that the oldest stone building was really posh and historic, I agreed. I had a big wedding portfolio with a couple of homemade linen calla lilies tied together with a bow. The artist’s, Lois, business card was affixed to the inside back cover. I think we all got the job because I was sitting in the passenger seat of Bobby’s car. He said that we should have a celebratory drink, something feminine like white wine, and I laughed and said that the occasion called for whiskey, brandy, or scotch. There was a garden party at night, and Anne Rice was the entertainment. She was dressed half naked like Cher. Her long cone plastic skirt was transparent, and she wore white hot pants beneath her matching bandeau top. Young and slim, her hair was cut into a bob. Her song was atrocious. Everybody agreed, just awful. Was it French? I don’t know, but it was bad. I was setting up my classroom, both Anna and Bobby were there. There was a paper flower hanging by the clock. That’s when I woke up. It wasn’t a bad dream.

Dana's Dreams

Dana's Dreams Two

In the works: Dana's Dreams Three Revenge of the Dream Hog

More Betta Buddies

Tank Talk: June

A Peony for Lennox

   Lennox gets the first peony because he is getting medicated for his third bout of Ick. He'll be alright. I catch it very fast with him because he is so black. He had two white spots on his face yesterday afternoon. They are gone, but he will still get two more treatments and a water change on Monday. I love Lennox. Julius says hello too. 💮

Beautiful Betta Book on Amazon

   Beautiful Betta on Amazon

Available for Kindle soon to be released in all formats Beautiful Betta is more than a memory picture book. It features poetry, fish stories, forty years of fish keeping and tips.