Feb
23
Fish bowl
Today is Saturday, so I cleaned out my fish bowl. I don’t actually have a fish, but the bowl still develops a foul odor each week. Sometimes I think I have a ghost fish, and that makes me wonder if regular ghosts get B.O.
I hope I’m never haunted by the ghost of Saddam Hussein. What a stench that must be. Those military uniforms don’t breathe at all. Speaking of which, part of my cleaning procedure includes fog-breathing on my fish bowl, and today I swear that I saw the image of a fish in the condensation. And it had a beard around its neck. Or maybe it was a noose.