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R.I.P. Frances Bean Cobain. 17/6/03

A beautiful white golden fantail goldfish.
Died of Fin Flop after a four day struggle to survive.

Her memory lives on.

Love Rachael and the other goldfish - Kurt and Courtney.

posted by Rachael @ 5:15 AM 0 comments

Help! Does anybody know how to cure a goldfish of Fin Flop? Frances Bean Cobain, my baby fantail goldfish, has lost the will to live. Her fins are all floppy and she's not eating. And Kurt and Courtney keep trying to eat her. I'm quite worried. On the weekend purchased some fish antibiotics and added it to the tank, but it hasn't worked - she's still bobbing about like a life buoy with her little head pointing down and gills flapping about.

posted by Rachael @ 6:54 AM 0 comments

I went home for the long weekend. The highlight was a wintery night time fire Mum built in the webber bbq. The more drunk everyone got, the more things resembled a scene from Lord of the Flies.

The wood ran out so Dad pulled down fence pailings and Mum chucked old books on the fire. So we were running around yelling 'down with Hitler!' at Mum. She didn't care because the books were just Dad's old college textbooks and were moudly and useless. Dad yelled at her to stop so she saved some of them.

Then we pulled out the tomato stakes from Dad's garden and burnt them too.

After we ran out of stakes, Dad and I snuck across the road to the neighbours and stole their wood from a woodpile out the front of their house.

The neighbours wood was a bit wet and didn't burn too well, so Matt threw newspaper on top. It got sucked up in a heat vacuum and stuck to the shadecloth roof, burnt a huge hole and pulled all the shadecloth from the roof. Everyone started shouting in an hysteric and drunken manner and Mum cried "stop burning the house!"
Dad grabbed the hose and put the shadecloth out. He managed to save most of it. But then he decided he'd had enough of the fire, so he hosed it out. Then he hosed all of us. That was the end of our winter bbq.

When we weren't burning the house down we were fishing. I didn't catch a single thing. That's a lie - actually I caught lots of seaweed. Dad caught a baby flathead he threw back and Matt bagged a bream which ended up as fish cocktails at Eleena's Spanish tapas dinner we had that night. Yummmmmmm.

posted by Rachael @ 5:56 AM 0 comments

At the Eastern Iowa Airport today, an individual, later discovered to
be a public school teacher, was arrested trying to board a flight while
in possession of a compass, a protractor, and a graphing calculator.
Authorities believe he is a member of the notorious Al-Gebra movement.

posted by Rachael @ 12:51 AM 0 comments