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floyd's post #2

man oh man, what a week. sam has been utterly depressed and ronnie, well ronnie is not making too man friends around here. i have to state that for the record i would like to remain neutral and in everyone's good favor. which to me means that if i'm hanging out with ronnie i won't talk to chinese fish with him and if i'm hanging out with sam, well then i'm just sad. and lonnie  oh lonnie, we will be singing!

ok, well that's all i've got for now. talk to you soon ok, keep coming by!

 p.s. you like what i named this post? hahahahahahahahahaha

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the revolution will not be televised

You will not be able to stay home, brother. You will not be able to plug in, turn on and cop out. You will not be able to lose yourself on skag and skip out for beer during commercials, Because the revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox In 4 parts without commercial interruptions. The revolution will not show you pictures of Nixon blowing a bugle and leading a charge by John Mitchell, General Abrams and Mendel Rivers to eat hog maws confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary. The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theatre and will not star Natalie Woods and Steve McQueen or Bullwinkle and Julia. The revolution will not give your mouth sex appeal. The revolution will not get rid of the nubs. The revolution will not make you look five pounds thinner, the revolution will not be televised, Brother. There will be no pictures of you and Willie Mays pushing that shopping cart down the block on the dead run, or trying to slide that color television into a stolen ambulance. NBC will not be able predict the winner at 8:32 on reports from 29 districts. The revolution will not be televised. There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the instant replay. There will be no pictures of Whitney Young being run out of Harlem on a rail with a brand new process. There will be no slow motion or still life of Roy Wilkens strolling through Watts in a Red, Black and Green liberation jumpsuit that he had been saving For just the right occasion. Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies, and Hooterville Junction will no longer be so god damned relevant, and women will not care if Dick finally screwed Jane on Search for Tomorrow because Black people will be in the street looking for a brighter day. The revolution will not be televised. There will be no highlights on the eleven o'clock news and no pictures of hairy armed women liberationists and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose. The theme song will not be written by Jim Webb or Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom Jones, Johnny Cash or Englebert Humperdink. The revolution will not be televised. The revolution will not be right back after a message about a white tornado, white lightning, or white people. You will not have to worry about a dove in your bedroom, a tiger in your tank, or the giant in your toilet bowl. The revolution will not go better with Coke. The revolution will not fight the germs that may cause bad breath. The revolution will put you in the driver's seat. The revolution will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised, will not be televised. The revolution will be no re-run brothers; The revolution will be live.

"The Revolution Will Not Be Televised" is a poem and song by Gil Scott-Heron.

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ronnie for president

oh man - i am so hungry. i’ve been hungry since last friday! sam has been really depressed lately, probably because of hunger too, (he’s got some blood sugar issues). lonnie has been her same old beautiful self, floyd’s trying to keep the spirits high and i’m just trying to find food!

i had the craziest thing happen to me the other day. i was doing my rounds, making sure everything was up to status and i had a run in with little stan. it was so strange right, we just stared at each other for what felt like minutes, but i know it was only seconds, and then he just darted away. not one word out of him. i mean, i guess i didn’t say anything either but still, no “hello,” nothing!

awhile later when i was doing my second set of rounds i got sidetracked looking for food and ran into stan again! this time i confronted him, you know any good leader loves confrontation. so i was like, “hey stan - what gives? no hello?” he just stared past me like i wasn’t even there. oh man you wouldn’t believe how mad i was- so mad that i revved up and was about to headbutt little stan then doug swooped in and saved stan’s life. then i had to listen to doug about me not respecting those that are different from me and how i need to be more accepting and understanding about different cultures. i heard cultures and automatically thought about yogurt and wondered how i could get my fins on some yogurt. man i’ve been so hungry.

so yeah, um moral of the story - stan doesn’t speak english and he’s not from america. so don’t talk to stan, it's just easier. 

-r

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what's the point

sam here. it’s been a tough week. i realized that we exist in a time and space that’s fleeting. i wish we had more time. i wish we had more freedom and opportunity to try everything once, to love over and over. there just isn’t enough time. i have to say these thoughts have been consuming my every minute; which feels like a waste of my limited time here. i swim round and round and wonder what’s out there, is there more to this life? what am i missing out on? i realize that i’m so lucky to have been born in america, and california for that matter, but why, what’s the point?

you know what, i’m sorry, i'm being a downer. we just are, we just were, and we just will be specks of dust in the universe, when it’s all said and done.

-sam

 p.s. happy anniversary to robert and christina. but what's a year really? 

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anniversary fish

we had a great weekend. well, i did, the fish had to stay home. robert and i celebrated one year together by going to medieval times with an overnight stay in the luxurious buena park, ca. (i'm washing everything to make sure we didn't bring any critters home.) 

we had a lovely time but missed our fishies terribly. i think it's time to set up a live stream so we can see what they're up to. they didn't seem to care that we were gone when we got home but i know they missed us. 

on our way home from lovely buena park we decided that we would like to get an anniversary fish - so robert and i went to our local aquarium shop and robert picked out the cutest and sweetest little chocolate goldfish. his full name is sam beau jackson, we call him sam beau when we're mad at him and beau jackson when he's being good (that's what robert just told me). 

i'll post pictures soon when he's more acclimated to his new environment. he's just about the cutest little fishie i've ever seen!

to all my fish friends and human friends alike, i wish you a lovely and productive monday!

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floyd

well hello there. my name is floyd, some know me as pretty-boy floyd. robert gave me that name when i came to this fine group back in october. robert and christina purchased a “new” fish tank (plus 2 fish) off of some list named craig. sometimes i miss my family, my old “dad” had to give me up because his wife said that he was keeping too many tanks, whatever those are. it’s a shame really. back in october i also lost my best friend, ghostface killah, that’s right they separated us. it’s a long story, but basically, he had a bacterial infection eating off half of his face. it was very gruesome and sometimes difficult to look at, but i got used to him. have you ever seen the walking dead? that’s what ghostface looked like. he was like a brother to me. if you could, please bow your head for a moment of silence in honor of my pal, ghostface.

 thank you for that.

 i am very fortunate to be here. even though they all rejected me at first, i always had the love and support of robert. he thinks i’m the cutest fish around. what a guy. christina is very lucky to have him. i hear they’re going to medieval times this weekend to celebrate their one year anniversary. wow - what a treat! i wonder what they’ll do for my one year anniversary?! ok, well it was nice to meet you all, talk to you next week!

floyd, pretty-boy

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lonnie

At first I was afraid

I was petrified

Kept thinking I could never live

Without you by my side

But then I spent so many nights

Thinking how you did me wrong

And I grew strong

And I learned how to get along

And so you're back

From outer space

I just walked in to find you here

With that sad look upon your face

I should have changed that stupid lock

I should have made you leave your key

If I had known for just one second

You'd be back to bother me

Go on now go walk out the door

Just turn around now

'Cause you're not welcome anymore

Weren't you the one who tried to hurt me with goodbye

Did you think I'd crumble

Did you think I'd lay down and die

Oh no, not I

I will survive

Oh as long as I know how to love

I know I'll stay alive

I've got all my life to live

I've got all my love to give

And I'll survive

I will survive (hey-hey)

It took all the strength I had

Not to fall apart

Kept trying hard to mend

The pieces of my broken heart

And I spent oh so many nights

Just feeling sorry for myself

I used to cry

But now I hold my head up high

And you see me

Somebody new

I'm not that chained up little person

Still in love with you

And so you felt like dropping in

And just expect me to be free

And now I'm saving all my loving

For someone who's loving me

Go on now go walk out the door

Just turn around now

'Cause you're not welcome anymore

Weren't you the one who tried to break me with goodbye

Did you think I'd crumble

Did you think I'd lay down and die

Oh no, not I

I will survive

Oh as long as I know how to love

I know I'll stay alive

I've got all my life to live

I've got all my love to give

And I'll survive

I will survive

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"I Will Survive" is a hit song first performed by American singer Gloria Gaynor, released in October 1978. It was written by Freddie Perren and Dino Fekaris.

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ronnie

ronnie

 hey. ronnie here. my friends call me ronnie. some would say that i’m the leader of this little mafia, i mean family. this year has been something else. our main lady christina, got herself a boyfriend! i sure like that guy, he’s a big dude just like me - works out a lot. i am by far the most buff fish in the tank though, i have been very blessed with all of my fins. i bet sam didn’t tell you that he’s missing a couple. i knew it, he never tells the whole truth about himself. i bet he told you some mumbo jumbo about being the “quiet strong leader” - he’s wrong. trust me, he’s wrong. if anyone is the leader, it’s most definitely me. shoot, i forgot that i have to go eat a snail before the others get to it. i’ll be back.

-r

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sam

 hey, sam here. i don’t know what christina told you about me, but i’m the leader of the group. have been since day one. at our second birthday christina gave a stunning speech about the three of us (back then it was only three); she described us just right, using her love of film to portray us as the characters of the classic paramount hit, the godfather. i’m michael corleone - a quiet strong leader, ronnie is sonny - a brut, take it or leave it kind of guy and lonnie is like connie. oh how funny, that rhymes! lonnie is great, so petite and pretty, always singing the most beautiful songs.

we got floyd back in october when christina decided to move us for the 3rd time last year, i think she was just finding herself, you know. it takes longer for some. floyd’s alright, it took him awhile to find his place, i mean, first off he’s a “fancy” goldfish and not that christina would agree with me here, but we’re more run-of-the-mill, feeder-fish, fair-fish, nothing “special.” oh! and we have two algae eaters, they help keep the tank clean. we don’t really interact with them, their names are doug and stan. stan doesn’t speak english, he’s from china. they pretty much just keep to themselves.

alright, alright, i think i’ve taken up enough of your time. come check us out from time to time, we look forward to sharing our lives with you.

yours truly,

sam

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happy 1/2 birthday

welcome! you've made an excellent choice by stopping by.

i don't actually know if it's my fishies half birthday but i needed a decent "first blog post" title. something other than, "it's leap year - yay!" because really, who cares. except for my fish and me when we get to next year and we can't celebrate the one year anniversary of the re-launch of bubble bubble, that will be a sad day.

i have to say that i'm very excited to introduce to the world, my 4 extraordinary goldfish. through this daily (m-f) blog, we will take you on magical journeys of love, loss and survival. actually, it will just be a whatever we feel like talking about from each of us. it will probably be very boring and mundane as we don't get out much.

please check in with us whenever you feel like it, when you're happy, when you're sad, when you can't sleep, when you're in trouble at work and when you're on a bad date; we'll be here for you.

thanks for swimming by!

xoxo

christina 

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