Some time to kill...

[TANGOMAN]

The Calgary board has fallen rather quiet as of late so what better time for a new story. I recall Alan once said if he's ever feelin' down and blue he'd search all posts by Tangoman to pick-up his spirits...well here's another one for ya' buddy.
My 90g has completed it's six week fishless existance after the ich invasion and for the past few days I've been "doing the rockwork". Once again I'm in the middle of a standoff with a black spiney urchin. Hence the reson it's taken a few days. This morning as I'm searching the clouded tank for "just the right rock" I felt a sensation in my finger that brought a tear to my eye. That tear was not from joy...wouldn't ya' know it, I forgot about the urchin. I got a spine under the fingernail. Of course not expecting it I slowly removed my hand from the tank... . Ya' right ! Water flies everywhere as reflexes take over. There were a few choice words spoken rather loudly. Once again the curious cats realized they'd better vacate the area fast. I've got a black line under my fingernail right up to the cuticle. I think the spine busted off inside my body and it hurts like...well, you know. I shouldn't be a baby though as I'm sure it'll hurt more tomorrow !
I've got my 'ol grey sweatpants on and the one leg is soaked from the crotch to the knee. I look as if I'm suffering from a bladder control problem. Wouldn't this be an oportune time for the bible people to knock on my door and talk about our saviour... .
Anyhow, I should go and see if the demon has gotten out of the area I need to complete.
You have yourself a nice day now...